Mirror, mirror on the wall... (I)
Sometimes I wonder what the practice means to me. My approach has evolved significantly over time, and rather than seeking or renewing confirmations, I would like to clarify to myself how much it has changed.
Having shifted my focus and my needs and wants, this
demanding daily practice may have evolved in essence - perhaps
spiritually, which is what I value most.
It seems my ultimate
goal these days is to mend those small tears in the tissue of the soul
and to smear a veil of ointment on the bruises of the mind.
Nothing physical takes place - the body, once again, is kept in the background for the sake of basic preservation.

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