Welcome,
Just take a moment to be here,
Sinking into where you are,
Coming into contact with where you are.
My name is David and in this practice we explore feeling into attention,
Noticing how you are balancing,
How balancing is constantly happening,
Muscles subtly firing and releasing,
To hold you even as you relax.
Being here is not a static thing,
It is always dynamic,
Moving,
Ebbing,
You are alive with your activity.
Can you sense being here,
A fluidity of balance,
Of falling and catching,
Perhaps you can feel how you are falling and catching yourself,
Over and over,
Falling and catching,
Opposing forces woven to animate you,
Here,
Now.
Woven into this too,
Is your breath,
Feeling your breath,
Finding silence before the shape of words,
Breathe,
And in between,
Peace.
As you breathe,
It is changing the shape of your body too,
It is changing the volume of your body,
This also,
Held as an act of falling and catching.
Other sounds need you too,
How is your space talking to you,
How are you knowing of the space you are in,
What comes to you,
Breezes,
Temperature,
Sounds,
Weighted body,
The gravity of stillness,
A sense of others near you too,
Feeling the movement of your environment,
Perhaps,
Feeling perception of your environment,
You reaching into the world,
To know what is there,
Perhaps,
Feeling reception of your environment,
World reaching into you,
To reveal what is there,
A balance,
Catching and falling,
Perception and reception,
An unfolding and an enfolding.
So far,
I have directed your attention,
Made suggestions to your perception,
Suggesting something you can attend to,
Each time this adds to your attention and you are thrown to attend in a certain way,
But now,
Gently open your eyes,
If they were closed,
Notice how you are attending,
Notice where your attention jumps to,
Where it moves to in the space around you,
Is it possible to sense how your attention is pulled,
Notice how your environment draws your attention,
Noticing too there is control and also there is a sharing of your environment in a subtle betweenness,
In some way,
Objects call us,
See us,
Hear us,
Feel us,
Draw us,
How are you being called to receive,
Pause where you are,
Notice what draws your attention,
Notice how easily it is to become habituated to things,
How we quickly form a habit of them,
How we learn ignorance of the things around us,
Yet others we may become sensitised to,
They pull us to them,
They pull us into them,
Notice how you are in the world,
This teaches you about the world you are in,
The more you look,
The more you see,
If you keep looking,
You will learn more about what is there,
Take time,
It will unfurl more of itself texture,
Light reflection,
The space it occupies,
Its solidity,
Its history,
Its place in your world,
If you look just briefly,
You may soon ignore the presence of it,
But if you keep looking deep,
You may learn more about it,
It may teach you more of itself,
To learn about the world,
To make knowledge of it,
To feel beyond mere perception of things and instead to fall into the betweenness held in the reception of it,
Is to take time with it,
To allow an unfolding and enfolding back again,
Perhaps to,
You may sense an echo of both duality and non-duality moving within you,
The world unfolding to you and you unfolding back to the world,
But how often do we just mindlessly move onto the next thing,
How many other ways can you take time to learn more,
To be drawn more into things,
Into what is there in front of you,
How are we drawn into a place,
A thing,
A person,
How can we take time to allow the world to pour into us more,
When ready,
Let your vision wander freely around the space you are in,
Let objects or things draw you to them,
Possibly pulled by something in them,
Something more than you first see,
Be in silent conversation with your environment,
Allowing sight to be speech,
Taking time to deeply listen,
Letting your vision move freely but gently in the space you are in,
Like the soft turning of a precious page,
Each turn marking something to be known,
To be understood,
But I ask of you to wander at the speed of your attention,
Letting this phrase sink into you,
Wander at the speed of your attention,
This phrase may seem strange to you,
As we are habituated to live beyond the speed of our attention,
We see something,
We think we know it and we see no more,
We become habituated to it,
What is there in the world can no longer reveal more of itself to you,
Letting your attention wander,
Allowing your vision to move at the speed of your attention,
Letting yourself adrift,
Held by times passing,
Wherever you are,
Allowing time and space to reveal,
Can you sense a little,
What is the speed of your attention,
Can you sense it,
Just even a little,
The habit of mind moving ahead of attention,
What does it mean to move at the speed of your attention,
Maybe this is a strange thing to ask you in a meditation,
But the more you surrender to what is around you,
The more you enter into conversation with it and it with you,
A betweenness emerges,
The more you notice attention has a speed,
Attention has a habit,
The more we see the wonderment of the world collapses to a thing when habit moves ahead of attention,
Can you sense the delicate balance of habit and attention,
Like the body balance of falling and catching,
Can you listen closely enough to how you feel when in this moment you exceed your attention,
With making a story about what you see,
Seeing only the surface of what is,
Jumping to another object or thing before more of itself can be revealed,
And there is always more,
Be aware where thoughts distract us and whatever is arising in our senses,
Taking time,
Allowing time,
How do you feel into it,
What you see,
Vibration,
Light,
Shadow,
Texture,
Its inner form,
The space between that allows it to be at all,
What induces your curiosity,
Letting yourself be pulled by objects,
The world,
Things,
Sounds,
But always at the speed of your attention,
Watch when you get ahead of your attention,
With a plan,
Or thoughts of what next,
Or wishes,
Or hopes,
Or desires,
Allow your vision to move when it is ready,
To be pulled,
Lured into conversation with your environment,
Allowing the idea of practice to dissolve from you now,
Opening to being here,
Now,
Possibly the world and you are in a deeper encounter with each other,
Surrendering,
Letting yourself float in this now,
For a while,
No more practice,
Breath carries silence,
Heartbeat holds presence,
Both key to the worlds turning,
Rest now,
Held by the perfume of silence,
Falling upon you,
About you,
Through you,
This meditation will not end,
What may seem ends,
Or beginnings,
Speaks merely to the turning of a page,
To be etched by life yet to come,
How will your day be different for you and those around you,
Catching the moment when,
Through habit,
You exceed the speed of your attention,
We all do,
But choosing instead to take time to fall into a brief,
Silent encounter with the world,
Perhaps a private moment known only to you,
Allowing something unseen to be revealed,
To be received,
There is always more,
Wait a little now,
Listening for the shape of feeling within the vastness of you,
A place before thoughts or thinking,
Listening for the tumble of a whisper,
Written in breath and heart,
That signals a readiness to move on with your day,
Wait,
Wait more,
Trust,
You will hear it in the silence of you,
Namaste
