Finally the canvas I ordered has come in. But we had a major snowfall, 37 cm. on Wednesday and my schedule hasn’t accommodated going into Halifax to get it. I will on Monday. Then it’s back to hard labor, stretching and priming.
Meanwhile it was the Chinese/Buddhist New Year celebration on Sunday. I went to the St. Margaret’s Bay Shambhala Centre for meditation practice in the morning. I came home to have lunch with Lila. Then off to a Valentine’s Day party given by a friend from my tai chi classes. I used to be a devoted meditator, a proud, card carrying Buddhist. It’s been good for me. Years of sitting on the cushion, working with my mind. Taking some classes, being part of an every growing community.
But currently I have been spending that kind of energy on my tai chi and qi gong practices. There have been times I have felt strange about it, as if I am abandoning an old friend. I did enjoy the Sunday meditation with people I’ve known for a long time, some for thirty years. And I do love the meditation practice itself. But right now, at this point in my life, I enjoy the way the body is the source of meditation in the Taoist practices. I need to move. And I need to learn how to do that in the most beneficial way possible. I think both paths lead to the same end. This is the one I need now.