Accepting the Possible

Last Eve:
Returned home last eve. Long, uncomfortable flight. 8 hours from the time we left for the airport until we stepped across our threshold, exhausted.
Veggie dinner at La Fendee and delightful sleep in our own delicious bed.
Kitties a-plenty.

This Morning:
Delightful home, teas, airing out the house on a cool, sunny, glorious Texas winter morning.
Relaxing Saturday. Grateful to be back into our life.

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From R. Fripp Diary:

Begin with the possible & move gradually towards the impossible. If we wish for the impossible to reach back & draw us towards it, we must undertake what is possible for us. So, what is possible?

What is the function of my practice? The question is intended in a very practical way. Not, because this serves my aim as much as, how & why does this practice serve my aim? That is, what is it about the mechanics of this practice that make it more likely that I may achieve my aim?

Life is too short to take on the unnecessary.

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Afternoon:
Cats napping, D at V-ball.
Workout: weights, squats, abs, a little yoga.

Zazen.

Ah….Practice.

Sounded like someone else singing at first, since I haven’t sang in over week. New appreciation for how much control I actually do have in the use of my instrument. It felt a little like riding a bucking bronco initially: indicative of its inherent power. Surpised and pleased. Welcome challenges, always.

It occurs to me that acceptance may germinate from acceptance of each moment. Accepting the greater circumstances of life is not a bite-sized piece. This moment is a bite-sized piece.

Evening:
Delightful Wholefoods shop with D and experiments with sea veggies! New tea purchase: Pu-erh.

Winter stew simmering in crock pot.

Quiet luscious evening with D & kitties. Such relief….