This body’s lifetime is like a bubble’s
may as well let things go
plans and events seldom agree
who can step back doesn’t worry
we blossom and fade like flowers
we gather and part like clouds
earthly thoughts I forgot long ago
withering away on a mountain peak
Stonehouse
Sit in a comfortable, alert posture
Be aware but without focusing on a particular object
Don’t try to achieve anything just be present and open
Allow thoughts to arise without suppressing them
Allow them to pass without clinging to them
Notice when you cling - that you are clinging
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