I try to sit every morning but I lack discipline.
I prefer early mornings, after a good shower. At night, I am more prone to fall asleep on the cushion (zafu). Not very productive.
I sit to observe my breath, to see and let go of thoughts, to deal with the pain of sitting.
It is many things or maybe just one thing or maybe nothing.
I guess I'm hoping for complete realization, awakening as it's called, but I know I should hold no such goals, as goals tend to increase the barriers one faces while meditating.
I come into sudden realizations every so often, glimpses into momentary truths. It is as if I ride asea upon a small boat amid a raging storm, only to catch brief sights of land as I crest the waves before sinking back into despair.
But I keep trying, unable to ignore the ever present pull one feels after that first sitting.
It's said that the life not examined is not worth living. I am still trying to live those words.
About Me
- Richard
- Growing up in Port-auPrince, Haiti with my brother and sister was mostly fun from what I can remember. Our most enjoyable times were during chrismas, easter and summer vacations, spent in the town of St Marc, my birth place, by the beach or in the mountains. Unfortunately this sort of life no longer exists in Haiti. I now live in Long Island, New York, with my wife Chunyee and our wonderful two boys, Runako and Raynard. I bike in the summer, among other weekend activities, such as camping, hiking; and ski in the winter. I have a penchant for buddhism and try to pratice sitting zen meditation as I find the time.
1 comment:
Trying is the first step, you're definitely headed in the right direction. What you're striving for could take years to achieve, no?
The best I have been able to do is to observe each thought as it passes through...haven't even come close to letting them go.
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