We give two nickels to the base of the buoy. Mine overshoots and plunges into depth. Saskia’s, a Canadian coin, settles nicely against one of the braces.
It is a beautiful, calm, and warm morning row.
When one lives vitally in the present momentAt morning practice we read from Confessions of a Buddhist Atheist, a book by Stephen Batchelor given us this week by David Stinson. We read Appendix III, Turning the Wheel of Dhamma. We contemplate "no repetitive existence.”
Without being pressured toward the past or future,
One lives as the present itself.
One actually becomes the present unfolding.
No other place is so vast and broad…
- Ji Aoi Isshi
It is a New Year.
Awareness, resolve, and community all help.
Day one gives way to day two.
May yours be filled with health and happiness!