This is my blog, there are many like it but this one is mine.
The truth is not a doctrine, home, personal or communal identity, or agenda.
Sometimes I have brief periods of time where things, for lack of a better expression, are just as they are. Of course in writing this that period of time might be over, and maybe a bit of melancholy settles in.
The chest puffs up, the neck gets tight, I am sure that I am "right."
Then the words of that old ancestor Dogen are remembered.
Soft and flexible mind.
And I reflect on my condition and say, this is not it!