The continuation of Level 1 Warrior training at Shambhala today. On the cushion at 9am sharp for a day of...well....mostly....sitting. If you've never sat (meditated) for 4 hours plus or minus, then you have no idea how brutal it can be. Especially with a bum knee. But the body wasn't the worst part...it is the damn devil mind that just won't stop racing. You're supposed to focus on the out breath. And I can do that for about 3 breaths...then my mind is off somewhere else. Without fail. Back to the breath for another 3, then off to the races again. Egad. I'm exhausted. But I finished. Stuck it out. So there ya go...
The two take-home lessons:
1. everything is workable
2. every time is a fresh start
