early morning friday notes

a half day
of work
then a
trip to
see my
wife’s family
out in WV
not looking
forward
to the drive
I don’t know if
my body is
up for it

hope for
no tire blow outs
I can
hope myself
breathless

I guess this
writing
is
an attempt
at something

it is not
a mystery
that this
is an
event
to clarify
what is
blurred

“If I don’t write
I don’t exist
to anyone.”

so, hi
I’m back from
the dead
it was
dreadful
you can’t
expect much
from
such dull days

this is what
vipassana meditation teaches:
sit still and sit tight
sit there and be quiet
then: notice what’s going on
around you
and in you
don’t attach emotions to
what you notice
mentally label the events
hearing the bus go by
hearing the bus go by
hearing the bus go by . . .
label the thoughts . . .
fear, fear, fear
anger, anger, anger

separate yourself
from the irritations of the mind
don’t let your emotions
dictate the response

she says this…
notice what begins inside
you don’t have to act on it
the mind doesn’t
have to linger on it

you want to get it down
to where you have
a choice again

you know how you just
blurt out something
and wind up
regretting it later?

sit down and watch
what is going on

make this a habit
in the day, do this too
do it all the time
wake up
be awake
stop sleep walking

everything in a constant
state of change
what can you
possibly
hold on to?…

these notes spring forth while I’m rushed for time. still I let them be. you can have them. they’re yours now.