There is no one true path, but all paths are on the Way. As householders, our travels along the Way are are often crooked and interrupted. There are obligations to loved ones, profession, and the craziness of living-in-the-world. Committing to daily practice is difficult, and getting side-tracked is common. When I first began, counting the breath up to 10 without my mind drifting away was almost impossible. Sometimes it still is. Sitting every day has been challenging, and there are stretches where I have been "off-mat" for weeks. Today, in my 50th year, I am striving to sit zazen each day for a year, 365 days.
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