Time

Imagine that moment when you are driving and you look ahead of you and you see the interstate stretching before you for perhaps miles before it disappears around a bend, or at the crest of a hill in the broken shards of mirage. You know where you are now and where you will be in a few moments. What is the difference between here and there? The passage of time will see you there. But what if you decide to examine this passage of time and distance? What does it consist of.

Does time for us consist of changes in the pattern of consciousness? Is this why humans experience time as an "other", why we are not in the moment the same way animals and nature is? Is this what confuses (or enriches) our experience? There is the infinite moment, but within that moment there is everything and what makes time is the shifting of our perception.

So...my buddhist year was going to be daily, here it is one month later. I'm on the road under the big sky. The Dalai Lama came to Seattle. The Karmapa is coming soon. I've done a lot of work in the last month but not much thought of buddhism other than lighting some incense, filling the lone water bowl on the altar table and attempting to meditate once or twice.

On the advice of a friend, a new tome has joined the library: Stephen Batchelor's "Buddhism Without Beliefs". As I understand it, an agnostic, non-sectarian, de-woowooed sorta buddhism. Should be interesting. (I hope to let you know how it goes for me soon).

Big sky blessings to all.