Here we are...

Just off the Port Bow—a place of uncertainty, adventure, and insight. Thank you for your ears, eyes and hearts. I hope to bring compassion, grace and beauty to your day.

Holy Silence (Part Four)

A few final words on the retreat.

On the second day I was screaming (inside) for a way out, plotting how to make a face saving exit from Barre and go home. By the fourth day I had faced my fears with Metta and was settling into the routine. On the seventh day I began counting the hours (not good for meditation practice) before I would pack my bags and drive away. On the eighth and final morning I realized how deeply the retreat had touch me. I would be coming back.

Mary has been wonderful with all of this. She freely gave me leave to go away and do this retreat. Neither one of us was particularly relishing time apart from one another. But this was something I wanted/needed to do.

And, on my return, Mary gave me space to decompress and process what I had experienced. As it turned out I was eager to share everything right away, and continue to do so.

The Dharma talks have now been downloaded and we listened to the first one together. I fell asleep within five minutes, and woke up for the final ten minutes. I guess there is a relaxing and peaceful association with this teacher's voice and message.

I have downloaded a few books to my iPad which are reinforcing the teaching...mostly all helpful stuff. There is an online "insight meditation" class being offered from Spirit Rock (a retreat center like I.M.S. near San Francisco). It sounds good, and I might well sign up. I want to keep all of this fresh and vital.

In the first Dharma talk Narayan noted that she now asks people, "How is it?" instead of "How are you?". That is the question I wish to be continuously asking myself. Better to say, "Fear feels like this", than to say, "I am afraid". The former suggests a trapped victim; the latter a hopeful observer. Guess which sounds more appealing?



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