Meditation day 7 – 1 hour with the rising sun. 1 hour with the night.
Day 16?
You cannot boil water if you continue to turn off the flame.
And so, I decided to continue to keep the water warm. Soon enough, the heat will rise to 100 degrees celcius. Thereafter, I will continue to add the sensible heat, to become superheated. Reaching critical point. Changing state from liquid to gas, and beyond. Yesterday, I meditated for two hours. This morning, for one hour.
Tuesday walk on a Wednesday with Georgie. Ten years ago, you answered a Gumtree ad for a flatmate in Morningside. You came over and checked out my place. “I don’t want to live with you but I think we can be friends.” Finding each other in similar cities and places, you’ve been a caring and considerate friend. Inviting me to your family’s home for Christmas Olympics. Driving me back from the hospital after surgery. Checking out my current place as if it were your own.
You tell me about a podcast you recently listened to. Diary of a CEO. I like how calm he is, you say.
Steve Bartlett? Me too.
Which podcast?
Martha Beck.
Of course. I listened to her, and she’s the one who got me started on the importance of telling no more lies.
Then you tell me how you found it fastinating. What in particular, I ask. The need to create. Disconnect from the mind to create with your body. Go back to senses. I nod in understanding. I remind her.
You’ve always been creative. You’re the one who recommended that I take a painting class. To feel the different textures of plants. Walk barefoot on soft green grass. You are the embodiment of creativity.
Ha, I didn’t realize that.
This is why we need to have lifelong witnesses of our lives. I keep my little sister updated in what’s happening with me, even if I don’t need her counsel. So that she can be on the same journey with me. If I go astray, she’ll yell at me to get back on my path. This isn’t you, she’ll tell me. You have gone too far. You have not done enough. Or you’ve done enough. I’m proud of you. I see how you are growing.
But don’t you find it’s hard to stay in touch with everyone?
Sure.
Especially in Sea Point, where everyone is always visiting?
Yes. As long as we are intentional, I think we can stay in touch. We make time for what matters. I want to live a deliberate and intentional life. I choose to continue to keep the flame of our friendship going.
Georgie is the one who told me to go back to my monkey ways. Hang on the bar as long as you can. Yesterday, I held on for 90 seconds. Today, you show me the upside hang. You’re so fun. Super light.
Thanks for my cup of coffee from Bootleggers. XS. Without looking at the letters, one may mistake the word for excess. We are tiny in frame, strolling along the promenade, hanging out like monkeys, sipping our coffees.
Thanks for being my friend. With you, my life is bouncier.
And like that, day 31 is done. Another prime number.
The critical point is the temperature and pressure where the liquid and gas phases of a substance become indistinguishable.
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