"We are already what we want to become."
-- Thich Nhat Hanh
"Life is the dancer. You are the dance."
-- Eckhart Tolle
I didn't Sit this morning. The heat apparently didn't come on last night as the temperatures dropped into the lower 30's and a stiff northwest wind was rattling the window alongside my bed as I came awake.
I got up, went to the bathroom. Then, I strode back across the cold floor and immediately grabbed the heating pad and an extra blanket -- and crawled back into bed. I hadn't planned on falling back to sleep.
I got up, went to the bathroom. Then, I strode back across the cold floor and immediately grabbed the heating pad and an extra blanket -- and crawled back into bed. I hadn't planned on falling back to sleep.
As I often do, as soon as I laid down, I placed my awareness on my body and breath, consciously stretching and relaxing a bit, noticing some thoughts and feelings spin through my awareness as well. Predictably, the first burst of thoughts was a rather daunting "things to do list". When I let those thoughts go and turned to the underlying feelings, I noticed a tightness in my chest and belly.
As I lay there, I could pretty easily define the that collection of thoughts and feelings as "me" being anxious, fearful, worried about not accomplishing all that I wanted to get done today. In the old days, that collection of thoughts and feelings often could consume my attention to the point of distraction and disarray. In fact, a number of times in my life similar collections of mind-states contributed to a dramatic "burn-out."
As I lay there this morning, though, within a moment or two I was breathing the feelings into my heart with the wish that I could feel those feelings for all of us. My heartfelt aspiration that all of us be at peace, free of such suffering, rode the release of the out breath. I didn't have to choose to Practice at that moment. More and more it has become a habitual response.
Floating on the breath of Tonglen Practice, embraced in the gracious spaciousness of Mindfulness and Awareness, the fear and stress quickly morphed into a pang of sadness. Then sadness quickly dissolved into a feelings of gratitude, then a sense of wonder about Life and Practice. Then there was just breathing, the wind howling out the window. Then a few dream bubbles danced into awareness and burst. Then I fell asleep.
I awoke an hour or so later, warm, well rested -- and ready to dance.
One of my favorite Zen stories comes at the end of Dogen's Genjokoan: Actualizing the Fundamental Point. Here it is:
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