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November 2010


November 2010



Hovering in between impressions of reality. Autumn leaves softly as the frost arrives.
11.1.2010


Beginner's mind. Returning to basics to see things with fresh eyes. Something new reveals itself.
11.2.2010


Spent. Seed pods burst empty. Products delivered.
11.3.2010


Sleight of hand. The amazing non-vanishing desire.
11.4.2010


Close to home.
11.5.2010


The leaves get all the attention but branches also fall.
11.6.2010


Studying the ratios in natural growth. Drawing the spacings as daily practice. Embedding the rhythms for inward campaigns.
11.7.2010


Fighting the demons. Renovating neural pathways. The hickory branch that guarded the studio all summer looked up today and said 'draw me'.
11.8.2010


Sticks and stones.
11.9.2010


Life goes in motion and the world speeds by. The infinite hides in the moment.
11.10.2010


Looking the other way and seeing the same thing. As if guided by a universal attractor, the leaves form a cycle. What persists in all directions?
11.11.2010


Lichens arise from a bacteria and a fungus in a symbiotic relationship. What positive feedback in the brain allows the mind to emerge?
11.12.2010


Awake in the dream. I remember Rumi saying, "You have a channel into the ocean, and yet you ask for water from a little pool."
11.13.2010


The stories we tell ourselves integrate the fragments we sample.
11.14.2010


Hidden landscapes. Stripping away the labels. Rendering practice exposes presuppositions and forces seeing.
11.15.2010


Non-ordinary reality as the cartilage of the ordinary, as the ocean our moments float on, as the background that our stories assume, as the space that lets us experience time.
11.16.2010


A powerful windstorm. Spirits get loose.
11.17.2010


The place where the leaf meets the stem.
11.18.2010


This acorn hat has been separated from the seed it protected since the spring. What wisdom does it receive from the knothole in the barkless tree branch it landed next to?
11.19.2010


Cycle of growth. Unpacking long held ideas and seeing how far they expand.
11.20.2010


Imperfections. Even in the clearest crystal, the cleanest mirror, the deepest practice.
11.21.2010


The shape of experience. Today I'm trying to sketch the outlines of my thoughts before my eyesight is integrated. My attention isolates one chair and then another. I think of both chairs simultaneously and they coexist.
11.22.2010


Who sees rocks? Who sees gray patches? Who sees red boxes? Who sees four?
11.23.2010


The center gets clogged up with objects, ideas, ambitions, money, plans, expectations, projections, fears, flowers, doubts, rumors, anxiety, control issues, desires, aggression, dreams, admiration, art, envy, love, run-of-the-mill speculation, unbridled hate, wild fantasies, long sleeps and new dawns.
11.24.2010


I found many types of bark in the remains of the woodpile. Raking it all up for mulch, it dawned on me how old recycling is.
11.25.2010


Familiar territory. Old memes. Recurrent patterns. Comfort zones. Each time through the cycle gaining a further detached perspective and just that slightest bit closer to the moment.
11.26.2010


Still vivid.
11.27.2010


Dancing elves and angry birds. Ready for winter. Outwardly silent, inwardly singing.
11.28.2010


Flights of fancy.
11.29.2010


A few cups of coffee. Fading to thoughts of the day.
11.30.2010