Wednesday, June 16, 2010

Day Two Hundred and Ninety eight


It is a peaceful night for me and concentration comes easily. I forget for a moment who I am and what I am doing. I come back and let go again, only wishing to know what I am doing and why. I am practicing concentration to allow for the experience of the way things are. I am choosing to concentrate on one thing to the exclusion of all of the many things I concentrate on momentarily throughout the day.

I do so to free myself from the many traps born of distraction, which are so subtle; they run through me as the definition of myself.


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