The muskrat, I now realize was a possum. The possum is causing me an unreasonable amount of anxiety and although I try to meditate it away, he infiltrates my dreams in various animal forms. They walk on water-unaware it is impossible to do this- and through their lack of awareness, they perform the impossible. In my awake life, as I was driving and only a block away from home, I noticed a dead possum, its long tensile tail trailing along the edge of the road and curling up the curb. Whenever I see the hawk, I always feel like he is the same hawk who comes to visit me and encourage me to have a new perspective. But this dead possum, I don't know if he's the same guy who hid out in my garage the other night. I don't know at all.
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Meditation is not about ambition. It is about intention. It is not about doing it right or being the best or even about becoming enlightened. It is about sitting in stillness for twenty minutes every day. That’s all. Now, see what happens.