Regulars may have noticed that posting on Rusty Ring has become a little haphazard. That's because I've been managing my mother's home hospice for the last two months. Aside from the daily march of tasks, it also includes regular upheavals in routine, resulting in topsy-turvy days and weeks. Since predictable scheduling is the first requirement of blogging, the results are showing up here.
The underlying situation is of course a source of stress, making the actual work a kind of distraction – and therefore a relief – in an ironic way. But once again I'm finding meditation invaluable. As ever, I hesitate to vaunt it too much, as newcomers and interested non-meditators may form inaccurate expectations.
Zazen doesn't fix anything. It doesn't make me care less, and I'm not sure it even makes me fear less.
It just makes me fear better.
If that makes no sense, welcome to Zen.
I have no idea how I survived these things before I became a monk.
Anyway, I'll continue striving to maintain the regular posting schedule, in full knowledge that I'm bound to fail. And I'll concentrate on offering stuff of value when I do, even if it's a line here and a quotation there.
Because one of the sub-vows of my Rule is, "I will do what I can, even if it's unlikely to succeed."
Peace and progress to all seekers.
(Graphic courtesy of Zoltan Tasi and Unsplash.com.)
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