this mysterious undertow

I always forget how important the empty days are, how important it may be sometimes not to expect to produce anything, even a few lines in a journal. A day when one has not pushed oneself to the limit seems a damaged, damaging day, a sinful day. Not so! The most valuable thing one can do for the psyche, occasionally, is to let it rest, wander, live in the changing light of a room.

~May Sarton

when I forget that I can simply feel how I know I feel…..

inquiry for today~ may you give yourself full permission to be you today…..

forgotten bliss

I don’t know anything about consciousness.

I just try to teach my students how to hear the birds sing.

~Shunryu Suzuki Roshi

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