As I sit . . .
The cushion raises me from the floor, my legs are crossed, I maintain a little strength in my abdomen. As I imagine a fine thread, attached to the grown of my head, it gently pulls straight my spine; my chin automatically tucks itself in. Now, gently swaying backwards forwards left and right, I feel for my balance.
and meditate . . .
Eyes just closed, gently attentive to my breathing, yet notice, the flowing thoughts in my head.
my thoughts abate . . .
As my mind wanders, with these thoughts, I remind myself of my purpose: My purpose is to gain control – of this straying mind. To do so, I bring my attention, single pointedly, back to my breathing. Repeat repeat – again and again – in time my thoughts abate.
confusion dissipates . . .
Confusion is the lack of certainty and uncertainty prevails. Without thought there is neither, therefore, confusion will cease; dissipating like melting snow on stone.
and conflict is resolved . . .
Opposing thoughts create conflict. Without thought, this duality no longer exists, therefore, conflict is resolved like the merging of two rivers.
Learn to rest, learn to meditate.