The Warmth

Monday 15:07
Just about the only good thing about having to come to this jobbie is that it gives you a chance to see how things have progressed. You can remember what it was like last Monday and compare.

There's a gorgeous feeling of warmth in my abdomen with each vase breath today. Every after-breath and a wave of wonderful blissiness ascends the body. It just beats all, Jack. So it does. Who knows where all this is going? But I'm so pleased I've gotten this far!

9:30 p.m.
There was only the nun and moi at the meditation tonight, so I had a wee word with her afterwards. Seemed odd to just go. I sent her an email about what I was up to a few weeks ago, but it seems she didn't get it.

Of course, she thought I should have followed the usual path, which is to have completed the 100,000 recitations of the 100 syllable mantra and so on. The purification and accumulation, setting a good foundation, etc. I half wished I hadn't opened my mouth. She was bound to say that of course. She thought The Bliss Of Inner Fire was a dangerous book to have out there among the public. I think she's probably right about that. Maybe if some folk got hold of it who weren't mentally stable ...

We're mentally stable, aren't we, Jack? Sound as a pound, Hotboy. Sound as a pound.