I love reading about the shape of a person’s day. How they navigate the arc of it, the little parts, the details. But I find myself shy to reveal those details about myself. So here goes!
Today I got up at 6:15 and let the dogs out – Cho, the 16-year old Spanish Galgo is always the first to give us a shout. Then a cascade of cats enter the bedroom, the ones that would keep us up all night investigating drawers, opening and closing doors, knocking over anything that isn’t attached.
I made tea – Harney’s Pu-erh for Pam, and CTC, a zesty black Assam for me. Finished the Sunday Times magazine section.
It has been warm, so I am still swimming. This morning I noticed that I was doing that old style “figuring out” kind of thinking. While swimming!!! Grinding into a thought, a situation, something troubling, usually. Feeling that, I shifted. First, I just looked at the ripples on the water (side stroke) and then watched the color of the water, the sky, looked at the mist lifting off the mountain (back stroke).
I could feel my mind release – it feels like “molecular thought” – a way of experiencing the mind that is more about sensing the whole and feeling in a general, indirect way around the edges of things, looking though things in a transparent way – wafting instead of piercing. Free flowing instead of gripping, manipulating, trudging, pushing. Dissolving instead of calcifying. Opening instead of contracting.
How do you experience your mind? And what does your body tell you about your mind?
