Do a little less, a lot more awake

We can "get a lot done," and be asleep to the whole
show.

The body that is holding us up
in gravity.

The air that is stoking the fires
of our life.

The light coming in our eyes.

The sound coming in our ears.

Forgetting ourselves,
we "get a lot done."

Fine, fine. It's nice to move
in the world.

And then there is this little
huge
amazing thing:
we are alive.

Right now,
as I tap away, one finger after another.

Right now, as you sit or stand or lie
or crawl or walk
and read these
lines.

Breathing.
Sensing.
Light.
Sound,

is always there.
Are we there for the life
that we are living
while
now
now
now
we are living it?

(And the thoughts,
ah,
those thugs,
those thieves,
that's another story,
the story of the life
that got away
kidnapped by the concepts
and the mistake
of thinking the thoughts are
the (possibly ) real things
to which they point)

For now though,
this can be a grand game:

set out to "do"
something,
sweep the floor,
read three pages in a book,
walk to the corner and back,
and
breathe with awareness,
and sense
with awareness
and know experience
delight
in the light
and
sound
coming in,
the moments,
each crystaline
and wonderful unique

or something like
that


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