Second day of our great adventure into the heart of life.
Sometimes I forget about it, forget that this is a retreat, only realizing that I’ve forgotten when I remember.
And then suddenly as I put the key in my door upon returning from a lunch date, the « world » is beyond imagination and yet right here: The essential « point » where we all meet, where I meet every single one, has no shape, color, name or form to speak of! It is not a place or an hour or an activity.
Yet in the middle of this shared practice, I share your meanders, your joys and sorrows, your ups and downs.
Today we all have a sick child, a dog to walk, a flat tire, a headache, a bus, train or plane to catch.
Someone said to me today, « You really are like wild flowers, spread all over! »
Indeed. Here we all are.