I’m at the Vedanta temple for meditation ..but the thoughts swerving around my head make me feel like I’m sitting in heavy traffic ..I hope I’m not breathing too loud ..I sway in rhythm to the music ..and look around to see if I’m doing it like everyone else ..I straighten up and try to focus ..and the chair in front of me comes into view ..I look a little higher ..and see the altar ..I wonder what offerings I should make ..maybe some mangoes ..maybe some of my ‘worldly concerns’ ..I don’t want those anymore ..like my preoccupation with what other people think about me ..somebody once told me I could do that ..a Zen monk ..he said it was a good way to practice letting go.
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