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		By: Jill Morrow		</title>
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					<description><![CDATA[In reply to &lt;a href=&quot;https://jillmorrow.net/meditating-with-a-crowd/#comment-193874&quot;&gt;Kristina&lt;/a&gt;.

Kristina, I like that! My image seems to be a boat drifting on a peaceful lake between two land masses. I dunno, it&#039;s just what came. I like the ripples in the water, the calmness of the sky. Maybe that image will change one day, but for now it feels like peace.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>In reply to <a href="https://jillmorrow.net/meditating-with-a-crowd/#comment-193874">Kristina</a>.</p>
<p>Kristina, I like that! My image seems to be a boat drifting on a peaceful lake between two land masses. I dunno, it&#8217;s just what came. I like the ripples in the water, the calmness of the sky. Maybe that image will change one day, but for now it feels like peace.</p>
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					<description><![CDATA[In reply to &lt;a href=&quot;https://jillmorrow.net/meditating-with-a-crowd/#comment-193869&quot;&gt;Robert DiNapoli&lt;/a&gt;.

Robert, I&#039;m glad you found something that lifts you higher. Zoom would be a non-starter for me, but if it helps take you where you need to be, more power to you!]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>In reply to <a href="https://jillmorrow.net/meditating-with-a-crowd/#comment-193869">Robert DiNapoli</a>.</p>
<p>Robert, I&#8217;m glad you found something that lifts you higher. Zoom would be a non-starter for me, but if it helps take you where you need to be, more power to you!</p>
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		By: Kristina		</title>
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					<description><![CDATA[I used to think this, too. &quot;Oh I&#039;m terrible at meditating, my inner voices won&#039;t shut up.&quot; I used to use this mental image of an arm sweeping across a cluttered desk to shove all that stuff away. But that was still aggressive, resisting energy. Then I read some meditation books.

Now my favorite image is of a campfire, and the thoughts are smoke and embers rising into the dark. I just watch them go and eventually they wink out of sight.

I&#039;m not perfect at this (who is, at anything, ever?) but it&#039;s made all the difference.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I used to think this, too. &#8220;Oh I&#8217;m terrible at meditating, my inner voices won&#8217;t shut up.&#8221; I used to use this mental image of an arm sweeping across a cluttered desk to shove all that stuff away. But that was still aggressive, resisting energy. Then I read some meditation books.</p>
<p>Now my favorite image is of a campfire, and the thoughts are smoke and embers rising into the dark. I just watch them go and eventually they wink out of sight.</p>
<p>I&#8217;m not perfect at this (who is, at anything, ever?) but it&#8217;s made all the difference.</p>
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		By: Robert DiNapoli		</title>
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					<description><![CDATA[I find some refuge in, of all places, the Zoom sessions (who’d’ve thunk it?) I conduct with different individuals and small groups. Some of us have been meeting for over a decade now, and our play with Old and Middle English texts (which really is play and not work) reminds me of what the idea of a ‘college’ is supposed to be: an amiable gathering of colleagues. Our focus on the play of language, on its constantly dancing forms and sounds, anchors us in a way that completely shuts out the babble/Babel of voices that pour in, from outside (the constant media rumble) or from inside (the echo-chambers of our own heads). Not everyone’s cup of tea, I’m sure, but it&#039;s worked for me so far . . .]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I find some refuge in, of all places, the Zoom sessions (who’d’ve thunk it?) I conduct with different individuals and small groups. Some of us have been meeting for over a decade now, and our play with Old and Middle English texts (which really is play and not work) reminds me of what the idea of a ‘college’ is supposed to be: an amiable gathering of colleagues. Our focus on the play of language, on its constantly dancing forms and sounds, anchors us in a way that completely shuts out the babble/Babel of voices that pour in, from outside (the constant media rumble) or from inside (the echo-chambers of our own heads). Not everyone’s cup of tea, I’m sure, but it&#8217;s worked for me so far . . .</p>
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