|It is important to sit with the clear intention to be present. At the same time, we need to let go of expectations. In a very real sense, what happens when we sit is none of our business. The practice is to accept whatever arises instead of trying to control our experience. What we can control is our wise effort to be present with what is.|
– Narayan Liebenson Grady, “The Refuge of Sitting”
i love that up there… clear intention to be present…. hard to do much of the time. living in the present.
and that line “the
practie practice is to accpet accept whatever arises instead of trying to control our experience.” followed up with what we can control….
would you just look at that.. my fingers are just not cooperating so much today… i pride myself on my typing skills… i’m quite fast and very accurate… and since the beast settled in i find that it’s much easier for me to type than to take up pen and hand write… but i do notice my speed is not what it once was and the
suttering, stuttering, dyslexic fingers are becoming more and more evident… bleh
i’ve been working on a stepping stone… no, not metaphorically in the psychological bending my mind sort of stepping stones… but an actual heavy ass stepping stone… i’m painting it… up to this point i’ve covered it in gesso, let that dry… then covered in green paint with
soem some white splatter paint…. once that all dried (…and that took forever and 1 1/2 days because of the rain and humidity) i penciled in a flower design i had been working on… nothin too fancy- just your average flowers that every teenage girl draws all over her book covers, hands, sneakers, jeans… you know the kind…. so anyway, today the base paint was dry so i was able to paint a few petals… orange 🙂 i likes orange….
when it’s looking acceptable i may post some pics
well, i’m all official and legal… got my new DL and SS cards now… so i’m
offically officially legally an abendroth… it’s about damn time… 15 years or so?
i asked coach the other day what he was going to be buying me for valentine’s day… he just scoffed… i think he said something like “you have me now what more can i give you” … whatever… i told him that now he has to buy me real shit for these holidays… that’s what husbands do for their wives to keep us from bitching and moaning about all the other junk….
so coach, if you don’t want me to be a nag hag… um, well, start shopping baby!