What a wonderful presence some people have. Yukon, our monk friend and embassy from the Zen Mountain Monastery was so kind to teach a meditation class and to lead a session for us. Not all his mustard seeds fell on pavement, but rather he brought an everyday dignity and clarity to a practice that some of us take for granted at times. I hope he can visit often and help us create more and more opportunities to for each student to deepen his or her capacities.
Sitting is so simple and so difficult. Climbing a hill can be difficult too. As manic May pulls each of us in a thousand directions, that hill gets steeper and steeper. If all any one of us can do is be aware of what we are doing much of the time- speaking deliberately, walking deliberately, eating deliberately, all will be fine.
It is true.
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