
The Practice of Allowing
Finding the Quiet Presence Underneath Everything
Some days your brain feels wide open and peaceful, like a calm lake on a windless morning. Nothing much is moving. You can simply sit there, breathe, and enjoy the quiet. It's natural to wish it could stay that way forever.
Other days, the brain just chatters away like an over-active monkey, with images, thoughts, memories tumbling over one another; the whole brain alive with movement. Some are beautiful and captivating; others are strange or uncomfortable. Yet the practice is the same on both days: allow.
You're not trying to make the brain silent. You're not trying to chase away the thoughts you don't like or hold on to the ones you do. You're simply letting everything pass through.



