Making Something out of Nothing

Beth asked what I was going to do today. My reply – nothing.

She wanted to meditate for 15 minutes. 

I am not wild about meditation but I do it for her. I do find it relaxing. You are supposed to think about NOTHING while meditating. Perfect! Or so I believed…Here I was meditating trying to think about nothing and my mind was a burning cauldron of ideas heated by my intense inner flame. I was thinking about writing this blog today. I can’t stop the ideas from pouring out of my brain. Meditation couldn’t stop it. At least I have this outlet in my blog.

I don’t think I am alone. I am sure others reading this feel the same way sometimes - ideas and thoughts streaming out of their mind.

Last week I attended a spin class. The ignorant (my judgement) spin instructor joked that people were lined up for a meditation class; that the people were fools to want to meditate together. He implied that meditation is better alone. I disagree. There is power and togetherness in group meditation. 

My bias: I like community and communities. I am much more comfortable in life in a group setting. 

Much of my life is made up of communities. Biking, fishing, exercising, workers compensation, old and new friends, neighborhood, word games, etc.

After our meditation, we walked to the ferry building for a coffee and a few groceries. Beth was worried about the uneven sidewalk. I told her she needs to have "don’t care mind" (making a bad joke about the Buddhists saying that you need to have "don’t know mind").

Beth and I discussed Peg's humor. I realized that she has a quick wit like my dad. She is also developing his big personality. Capturing the room. 

My life changed after my dad died. I wouldn't say I was very close to him. We did not communicate deeply enough. However, his death affected me deeply. My friend Chuck Numbers says that the death of a parent alters your place in the universe. 

I was supposed to go fishing by myself today but it was too windy. I signed up for a spin class instead. Competitive games that kicked my butt. 

At the ferry building, Halibut was $31.99 per pound. I am going fishing tomorrow to try to catch one (or more).

Lunch at Mixt Greens

I felt so good walking through the financial district of San Francisco today that I worried that I’m like Anne Hathaway's character  on Modern Love in the episode where she is bipolar. 

My favorite skyscraper in SF - 101 California (Philip Johnson architect)

I get that happiness from my mom. She is the most positive person on the planet. 

Enough for today. Thinking about fishing and halloween tomorrow. You know what animal mask I am wearing. 

Home sweet home.