skin-dipping

meditating in brown water—Raw Material #30

I try to meditate, but I am bad at it. If I’m lucky, I’ll get a few ribbons of rest—the kind of silence that hums. That Ma I mentioned. The cool, plunging emptiness of a mind at peace.  

But I always get that feeling when I swim in lakes and rivers. I couldn’t meditate in an ocean, with all that depth and the threat of an undertow. Nor could I meditate i…