Day 26 of Blogging from A to Z. Today’s letter is Z
Z is for Zen in a Zig Zag Life
zig zag stop start then
deep breath – no help – start again
pour wine – chop carrots
deep breath – no help – start again
pour wine – chop carrots
© Perle Champion
My path of late feels like an undisciplined zig zag run through an obstacle course that is obviously of my
own making. The only place where I really get into the moment, the zazen, is when involved in a kitchen chore, and occasionally in the midst of writing or painting.
own making. The only place where I really get into the moment, the zazen, is when involved in a kitchen chore, and occasionally in the midst of writing or painting.
The thing about the kitchen chore is there is immediate satisfaction. I slice and dice and transform the carrot, onion and other veg in to shapes of my design. I mix and put dough in the oven and soon have a steaming loaf of bread.
The thing with my writing and painting is there is no immediacy. I paint or write for hours and it never quite feels done. I drop one piece to begin another and in the end, I have 10 paintings half done; 2 novels unedited; and numerous essays that don’t quite hit the mark.
Does anyone else feel that scattered?
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