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Joe Mazza's avatar

I was at a retreat here in the woods of Colorado a couple of years ago and the retreat leader said “Go smell the pines. They smell like butterscotch.”

Doubting her, I slowly followed everyone outside, found a friendly looking tree and leaned in to smell it with all the grace of a middle schooler figuring out their first kiss.

Butterscotch. So much butterscotch. Me and that tree stayed close the rest of the weekend and it was the most present I was the entire time.

This piece and the guided practice reminded me that real presence is totally possible, and reminded me how I can get there.

Also, I think that tree and I may be common law married.

Tamar Zinn's avatar

Jeff, I entered a very emotional space while sitting with this meditation, and I'm still a bit shaken as I write this. I have chronic shoulder pain which I generally manage to ignore, but when it flares it demands my attention. So tonight’s meditation became about sitting with that physical pain.

Most often, when I'm meditating and something troubling seeps in, I try to look for the quiet space underneath it, an approach that you have suggested elsewhere. It eases the unpleasant sensation by reminding me that I am more than the physical or emotional pain.

Tonight as I listened to this meditation, the suggestion was to be aware of what I wanted to push away and try to accept it, to sit with it as it is. Sitting with it brought me to tears. But after a few minutes, acceptance also brought some relief from intense physical pain.

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