...Passing, Arising and Passing, Arising...

Freshly reintroduced to the deluge of verbal communication that is my life in Los Angeles, I'm seriously appreciative that I chose to attend the meditation course I mentioned in my previous post.

In the wordless company of my cosmic brothas and sistas I entered through a passage of breath into a rodeo of focus with the bucking horse of my own wild mind.
This may of been one of the best choices I've made yet this life.
As the horse became tame enough to guide along the path, the journey became a fiercely dynamic flow of sensations, ceaselessly changing and offering the rider a rare opportunity to reconstruct unconcious reactions at the root level.

Any words I arrange on here will not do the experience justice, so I leave it at that. Acknowledging the depth of it all and voicing gratitude for the new friends I made in silence these past 11 days as I proceed along the path with Love in my heart and a clearer head.

*On a side note*
the course was taught simultaneously in Khmer, the language of Cambodia, and my awesome sister whose birthday is today will be spending her honeymoon there next month. On the last day of the course I asked the Cambodian monk who took the course with us if he'd extend a blessing in Khmer to my sister and her equally awesome fiancee. He said yes and the video below is the blessing.

Love to all!
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