I woke up at 3 am, visited by a thunderstorm of thoughts. Thoughts of everything that needed to get done today. Reading, writing and arithmetic. Leftover work. My schedule, deliverables, dental appointment, meetings, my committed practice, Koh Samui, travelling alone. Flashback to 2005, 2006. On plane rides, along hotel hallways, beneath the dizzying spinning of stars. My head cracks open from this mental assault. Thunder, lightning, rain.
Then finally, thoughts of love. Love, my gentle muse, hushing the thoughts to silence, to sleep.
Yogaschitta vrtti nirodha.
(July 20)
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