Rabbit

It’s hard to know where you are in the general flow of the world sometimes. There are days that just go easily, and others, like today, where I’m brought up short and I don’t know why. I don’t know whether I’ve brought this upon myself.

There wasn’t much going wrong, but things didn’t flow. For starters, I misunderstood the role I was supposed to play in a meeting today. It still went okay, but I left with this odd feeling of really, profoundly revealing myself and my beliefs, and that felt really uncomfortable.

So I made up my mind afterwards to just move on and do the next thing in my plans for the day. That was going for a swim. I’d checked the internet site of this pool, which I don’t go to very often, but in spite of that when I got to the pool, it was closed. There’s another one open a bit later in the day in the next town over, so I decided to do some errands to kill time and go swim there instead.

I arrived and started to go in, but I remembered that this one has old fashioned lockers so I went back to my car to get a small combination lock to use. It wouldn’t work on the locker handles because it was too small, so I asked the lifeguard if he’d keep my wallet somewhere safe. He did, and I swam.

Then I wanted to drive home. Usually I take the train everywhere, but today I wanted to swim after my meeting so I’d taken the car down from the mountain village where I live. I got some gas first, thinking that who knows how high the prices are going to go and I might as well fill up now. Going back up the mountain road to my apartment, there was apparently a big accident. I waited for about forty minutes without moving, with no information coming down the line. I checked the train schedules and decided to turn around, leave the car down in the valley and take the train home. I can pick up the car not tomorrow, but Wednesday, since tomorrow I plan to stay in the city where I work.

On the train back home, I saw a rabbit running across a field, escaping the train. It was absolutely magical.

I’m home now and just kind of confused. Do all of these things make it a good day or a bad day? If I hadn’t had all of these things slowing me down today, I would have made it home before the accident. Or maybe I would have been in the accident. Maybe I’d be dead.

I had other things going very, very right. I meditate about ten minutes in the morning, usually on my balcony. I do this all year round and just bundle up when it’s cold. In the past few months I’ve had bad luck with noise, quite a lot actually. There’s construction in the building just down the hill from me, or my neighbor sings his religious songs quite loudly when he wakes (I’m not going to get between him and his joy of singing his blessings to the world, that would be mean), or the snow plows come through grinding forward and beeping loudly when they go backwards, or the business next door has decided it’s a great moment to use their circular saw.

Today was quiet. It’s spring and the birds are in love, and it was beautiful to hear. I spent my meditation time just listening to the world wake up.

So a good meditation session, a wild rabbit and I didn’t die in an accident.

I’m home now. It’s warm. I’ve had dinner and tea. It’s early and I can go to bed now, if I want, and I won’t be too tired tomorrow. I am with Foro, and all’s good. I saw a rabbit.