We had a schedule where the 45 min long sitting meditation sessions were followed by the walking meditation in the yard behind the building, in the green area nearby or in a room in the basement. This, of course, somewhat eased the pressure on the body. The walking meditation in the park also made a stir in the little community on Saturday morning. The most curious ones couldn’t help stopping by to ask if we were looking for something on the ground.
Sitting brought a lot of sensations with it, physical discomfort and even pain being one of them. In the middle of day two I was seriously considering to get lost in the cool and murky basement to skip yet another 45 min on the cushion. Yet in a way pain was the easiest guest to face once it was there: at any moment I could turn it into an object of meditation and by God it was a much more entertaining phenomenon to observe than breathing! Not to mention how helpful it can be to listen to one’s body’s signals. Actually, the body talks to us all the time and we have those same sensations every day but are never really there to pay attention to them.