This post could be entitled, “chasing meditation”.
Our friend, Stuart, hosted an afternoon of Buddhist meditation and teachings at his house.
The only problem was that I arrived one day early. I drove home, embarrassed, and I took a nap.
Naps take care of a lot of things as far as I’m concerned.
I got up the following morning and told AP — “I’ve got some no thinking to do today” and, undeterred from my previous day’s misunderstanding, I set off for Stuart’s house once again.
I spent the afternoon with a group of people — and we did some eating, listening, talking, and sitting. And when I say “sitting”, I mean that we sat in silent meditation together for quite some time. And I did it. Without fidgeting. (Too much.) 🙂