The weather has broken- it’s near warm out. Backing off the down jacket, the 5-layer burrito Cameron to the good old-fashioned t-shirt-and-jacket so cal winter uniform.
The bart trains are suddenly packed at 6:30am. The shala is more and more full. We had a shala gathering at my place yesterday, which was outstandingly pleasant. Good folks, good food, goodness all around.
Conversation with Neti yesterday proved soothing- just what the doctor ordered. Thank God for good friends.
Sunday practice was a study in pushing through laziness. Practice this morning was a study in preventing the wicked monkey mind from destroying my breath. More mad dreams, more strange sleep. The magic bed has plugged me in to a whole new channel…the c channel. Late night cable programming to surprise and stimulate my brain. And heart. And stomach. A prana preview for the coming day: here’s how it’s going to work when you wake up- hold on!
Keep it together Thrash.
