I'm off to sit with a friend and her two friends. I know, it sounds like an elderly thing to do. But I am walking a mile or two to be picked up, and sometimes sitting is harder on me than walking. My knees and back don't like it, even though I've capitulated and sit in a chair rather an the cushion on the floor. Sitting is hard, too, because sometimes it's difficult to just watch what comes up in the mind - especially when it's not a pretty picture. Usually it's not too bad, just the endless trivial drivel that pushes out any noble, insightful thoughts that might waft through.
But the overall effect? A calming, a forgiveness of myself, a sense of an enterprise shared by all beings: how do we live in this gift of a world? I for one would like to live wisely and without harming others as much as possible. Is this worth sore knees and a stiff back? I think so, in fact, I know so.
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