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What Would That Be Like?: Everyday Magic, Day 363

Updated: Oct 3, 2023

Judy, a long-time Zen Buddhist and teacher at our local Zen Center, has been at this for almost a month now, and I think of her often……while I’m driving the kids here and yonder while the news blares more sadness and stuckness…..while I’m laughing so hard at a funny movie that I’m crying at the same time…..while I’m washing the dishes or putting a pile of just-washed shorts on the shelf. “What is it like for her at this moment?” I wonder.

At the same time, I know that Judy is just about the least romantic person in the world on what it means to go into the mountains and meditate for 90 days. She doesn’t expect any transformation, revelation or enlightenment, which is exactly why I wonder if she’s occasionally landing into moments of ecstasy and wonder in those high altitudes.

I increasingly love being alone — mainly because I realize how much I’m never alone, just void of other humans so I can hear the wind through the hackberry tree and the waves of cicadas. Yet I don’t imagine ever going off on my own to meditation for 90 days, even 9 days actually although maybe 90 minutes is in my future. Instead I sit on my porch at this moment and think of Judy, wishing her well and excited to hear, in about 60 more days, what she experienced.

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