Time goes by quickly during sitting. I am very comfortable with my position and breathing, although not at first. I sit and soon after it is the bell.
Before sitting tonight I notice the clouds. They go by without attachment to what is going on below, what is going on in my life and in my head. I imagine they are shapes of things I know. To me they are, and they spur on my thought process. They stretch out and lose their shape, become other shapes. To themselves, they flow without time.
The universe may be profoundly neutral at its core. Yet, this is where the energy of wisdom and compassion are born. Doubt is the shaking of the self out of its shape into new birth.
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