After a long, hard day - Zazen

Working in a tin-can warehouse on a day like today, it gets mighty hot. After 8 hours of walking around like a zombie - with a mind as sharp as a spoon, it was a real pleasure sitting tonight. Recently I've been sitting with the patio door open facing the garden. Sometimes facing the wall seems too much like hard work on a beautiful evening like today. So I sit facing the suicidal moths that bash against the light, and listen to the owls and passing cars. When doing Zazen, there's nowhere better to be, than here. Doing Zazen on top of a beautiful Japanese hillside isn't tempting. Nor is Zazen on a deserted island in the Pacific Ocean. Nor is Zazen against the background of a nice house, nice job, loving family. Zazen as I am, right now is fine.

Having said that, working in a hot tin-can warehouse sucks and is not fine - now or never!