He Who Dies Before He Dies Does

In Its Outward Manifestation, Meditation Appears To Involve Either Stopping, By Parking The Body In A Stillness That Suspends Activity, Or Giving Oneself Over To Flowing Movement. In Either Case, It Is An Embodiment Of Wise Attention, An Inward Gesture Undertaken For The Most Part In Silence, A Shift From Doing To Simply Being. It Is An Act That May At First Seem Artificial But That We Soon Discover, If We Keep At It, Is Ultimately One Of Pure Love For The Life Unfolding Within Us And Around Us.

When Awareness Embraces The Senses, It Enlivens Them.

People Say Things That Get You Ramped Up. I Find Myself, As My Body Clenches Up When Somebody Says Something That I Know Is Wrong Or I Wanna Catch Them In A Lie Or Whatever, That Just, "calm Down. When It's Your Turn, You Make Your Point."

Meditation Is Like Farming... The Right Soil Is Required To Grow Anything, Nothing Will Grow If The Soil Is Polluted By Striving Or Pushing Too Hard.

We Take Care Of The Future Best By Taking Care Of The Present Now.