Trappings of the Mind

Last day of the intensive. It was funny: the first day and a half of the training I spent trying to figure out who John Friend reminded me of and it was actually a challenging situation to observe. I was present, then I would get pulled away into the narrative “who the heck does this person remind me of” and trying to let that go felt like trying to take a bone away from a hungry dog. Did a sit after the intensive was over, before I met up with some friends for dinner. It felt like the 15 minutes flew by.