I sat Zazen from home this morning. With presence and intention. Including being on camera, following along with the Meta Sutra, bows, and the works. It was a rewarding investment of time. It's been a while, perhaps a full week, since I have done so. It came naturally, at least with confident familiarity. What's more is how fulfilling it was to take that time for myself, to "reset" my thoughts, release my ego and attachment, and just be in the moment. The more I engage at this level, the more I see the scope of a lifetime, not behind me or ahead, but in the moment. The scope of time, compacted with every childhood, adolescent, young adult, husband, and father experience one might imagine possible, all exist at once in the layers of a single thought. Like an orchestra of 62 individual instruments in harmonic unison, playing a symphonic piece to perfection, I experience its grandeur as the audience, conductor and composer. "Man in the Wilderness" at near-full volume through AirPod Max headphones feels as magnificent now as my having often done so some 45 years ago. Only then it was on vinyl, heard through headphones attached to the amplifier by a 25ft extension cord. Often accompanied by me striking a match in unison with the track's opening. The memory and the experience unite in the present, enriching each beyond their separation through the illusion of time. As you read this you may be confused. Sometimes, it makes no sense at all. ;-) I met up with JJG this am at Voyager. It's been so long, and it was as if it were only yesterday. It was a reminder, as was the call with Richard, of how many friendships I have going unattended to. We made plans for every 3 months. I then stopped to help my mom with the trash, appointments, and the application for Medi-Cal. Assuming it'll still be available next week. Also, Jen and I got some keto-focused groceries tonight, and the prices have risen! What, his campaign promises were lies? Today I learned that, at least allegedly, the term "Cup of Joe" originated around 1914 when the naval director, Joseph, prohibited alcohol onboard and only allowed coffee as the strongest "stimulant." Who knew?