"I’d been meditating in a halfhearted way since I was a teenager, but when my father died, I got serious about it. I couldn’t do anything about sickness, old age, death, terrorism, war, or even writer’s block, but I could do something about my grief-stricken state of mind."
-Ruth Ozeki on meditation
She has some good points on writing. It seems every post on her weblog is a published piece of writing. I wish I valued completeness and polishedness as much as her. I want my pieces to mean something, or to give insight into something. It seems like this blog is heading nowhere, just as an aesthetically pleasing site hosting my thoughts. It doesn't really matter.
It is hard to multitask. I'm in a google hangouts room for the DRC meeting this bright and hot wednesday morning and also trying to focus on learning about buddhism. I'm going to keep listening to zencast after the meeting. And maybe try to sleep.
update: I did not sleep, instead I looked at zen buddism centers in toronto. It seems a lot of them require monetary donation except the one at school: http://www.truepeace.ca/events. I e-mailed the Toronto Zen Centre about the next intro workshop and they got back to me in 10 minutes saying they are still planning it. It seems silly to pay money for a workshop where you are taught to let go of worldly desires and attachment.