Damn formatting. Ah well. Tomorrow morning I should finish finally the govno
which must be done to achieve a state of employment again. I should be worried
silly about money, but I am not in the least. The problem floats by like
flotsam as I walk barefoot on the beach, enjoying the sensation of each step on
the sand.
Speaking of stepping, I have been trying to apply ideas (twisted in my own
manner, of course) from Boris’ book on Buddhism (specifically on meditation) to
my everyday life. Meditation whilst in movement, synchronizing breath with
step. I concentrate on the present sensation of ambulation, of my body being
carried forward by each step. I must admit that it is a fascinating feeling,
especially if prolonged.