Her words continue to move me. Not to more action, nor to more hurriedness. Nor to more of more. Not to the external.
But rather, her words move me to the more of what is within. To quiet. To still. To insight and awareness that is generally there, just not accessible through the standard noise and speed of contemporary lifestyle.
Thank you Gunilla Norris. I’m glad for the reminder. As always, with self, or with group.
If we can simply learn to follow our breath
in a steady way — attending to the inhalation
and the exhalation until we feel that we are no longer
breathing, but are being breathed
— we have grown in practice.
The point of practice is not to perform,
but to participate — not to achieve specific experiences,
but to develop a new relationship with experience itself.