Sunday, November 14, 2010


When it comes to practice, I have always thought highly of the breath ... counting exhalations from one to ten and begin again, for one.

But this morning in the zendo, it occurred to me that in 35-40 years I have never managed (when I was honest) to count to 10 without interruption.

This morning, I counted to one.

That didn't work either.

So much for a Zen Buddhist practice. :)


  1. I think that's normal, A wise man once told me Zen was more about patience then anything else,

  2. This made me laugh so hard! So glad I'm not the only one who gets stuck at one...

  3. I once became so frustrated with the interruption of my sitting by mental laundry lists that I began to count one laundry list, two laundry list, etc. It served as a helpful reminder for a time.