The Ceremony

 All this yoga nidra, baths at night, darkness, lack of activity, no liquid spirits, is slowing down.  Like in Tucson where I did nothing.  At least at night.  And it feels like my whole body is vibrating in a sort of painful sort of way.  Starting with my calves as they begin to be more grounded for the first time in a long time

And i noticed that Lachman/Wilson pen mediation, the pendulation between and object of concentration, and the grounded rest of reality is interesting, but the pain all over is almost like a vibration of light or tinnitus.  Or something.  And when i have no plans for it, but only emptiness, it is pointing in that direction.  The direction of following a ceremony that has nothing to do with me, my plans, my job, my life, but just a drum beat that has been going on for quite a long time, longer than I can imagine.

And that is all there is.  And I know Lachman wants to write a memoir.  And all sorts of non-dual Buddhists want to talk about their path, their journey, but it is pushing in a different direction that really is nowhere.  Nothing.  :-)