Its hard to blog about practice when you only made a little of it. I have a good excuse though, as my daughter was born that day. I left the hospital with her resting with her mother, and opened the zendo. We all sat a period of zazen, lit incense, then I turned the meeting over the Chris Wilson, who led the group in the koan:
The great way is not difficult, it merely avoids picking and choosing.
I am asking Chris, and the others who attended to add comments with their impressions of that day.
My impressions of that day?
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