Evening, 8/21/07

A quiet evening except for the trains. Feeling my heartbeat in my mouth, my gums. I feel the cat step between my legs to get on his cushion. He seems to like this time when we sit together and are quiet. Once when I was walking around the house, he grabbed me by the leg as if to say, "Slow down; it's meditation time, time to quit walking around and be still." I once heard a sound that I couldn't identify, waiting to hear it again to see if I could figure out what it was. For most of the session I don't remember my thoughts or what was going on. The experience seemed pleasant to neutral tonight, just cruising along. It seems like I am experiencing less the need to control my breath. And, I'm also experiencing less concern with trying to remember what happened so I can write about it afterwards. The content of the experience just seems to sift out, like sand through my fingers.