Road Meditation: Days Two Hundred Seventy Two - Two Hundred Seventy Seven

In the car, wheels spin under and Joe drives. I use the noise cancelling headphones to block the sound of the music playing on the car stereo and the whine of the dog from the back seat. It's half blocked out, but half penetrates. It's okay. I concentrate on the feel of the road underneath and I can feel it. Somehow this is amazing that I can concentrate on the stillness and the movement simultaneously. I suppose this is not unusual. Every meditation occurs on a spinning surface. The earth rotates and I look for stillness. A lovely synchronous contradiction. 20121122-114656.jpg