Day Three Hundred and thirty

Tired and sore today. Noticing how physical pain and tiredness tangle the mind up with arguments and tirades.

While sitting, I notice some difference between body and mind. I notice how the mind names and describes the pain. On the one hand, there is a global sense of the need for wellness, a large and reaching description of what makes me feel well. It includes a sense of freedom of the mind to take up ideas and pleasant sense contact as its own. I remember feeling better for a short while earlier in the day and how much I enjoyed it.

On another level, there is an almost neurological sense of well or ill being, which I suspect has names or mental activity tied to it. There is a tangle of response from many locations of trained body consciousness, or mind/body places of consciousness. I notice it and for a time I am quite free of any pain; I am clear-minded, without holding on to a 'well' state.

There is so much that comes from sitting, so much information about the state beyond well or ill. I don't experience it as a unified state so much as I do an informative one, a state that also flows and changes as do my mood and feelings, but one that speaks in the language of liberation.