21 Sep 19. Lazarus of Bethany. Klingsor.

My practice is flourishing. This morning, I sat for an hour. So simple. Watch the breath. Short. Long. Deep. Shallow. You are not breathing. When you are breathing, you want to control the breath. It is not even that your body is breathing. Not even - the body is breathing. A body is breathing. When … Continue reading 21 Sep 19. Lazarus of Bethany. Klingsor.

14 Sep 19. I keep dying.

When I meditate each day, I observe how the default mode network in my brain takes over each time I lose my focus. And each time, I die a little bit. My body is there, but my mind is not. I pop in and out of existence. When my mind wanders - what is that which … Continue reading 14 Sep 19. I keep dying.