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Saturday, January 2, 2010

Briefly: Story Limiting

Stories, stories,
So many stories:
I get caught on one
Then wake up to it,
Get stuck on another
And lose myself in it.

“Is there anything else here?”
I ask.
“Is there nothing more?”

Then I return to the breath.
I experience the sensations of
The body,
Notice and feel feelings,
Look at thoughts as they arise.

Soon my mind settles,
Peace arises,
Comfort ensues,
All is well.

But when I get up
From the cushion
A new story unfolds,
Another chapter is written.

Then suddenly I notice
And stop again
“This is just a story,”
I say.
“These are but thoughts,”
And I carry on.

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