10 Years Ago: No. Fifteen Years Ago: I've Gone Rootless

 

 

2023.0429. Cozy bed in Chez Prius. Ellis, Kansas.

 

September is the anniversary of my having gone rootless. 

It's been 15 years now. 

If all goes according to plan, I will re-root myself soon. But that's tomorrow and not today. 

In the meantime, a visit to my past: 

 

Flashback to September 2010: "I'm Going Rootless"

Gee whiz, it's been five years since I wrote my first post: 
 
 

Tuesday, September 28, 2010

I'm going rootless. 

I've sold my house. Move-out day is October 15, and, as of today, I don't yet have a forwarding address.

I'm going rootless.

 

Word of the Year: Meditation: Qigong

More than 20 years ago, the local parks and recreation department offered a class in tai chi. I was the only student who enrolled. The instructor, Brandon, would have had every right to cancel the class, but he didn't. Brandon and I met once a week for six weeks and he introduced me to both qigong and tai chi. 

Brandon used qigong as the prelude to the tai chi, and I interpreted qigong as a warmup. 

Below is a video with a morning set of qigong movements.  I like this video because there's no chatter other than the intrusive sound of the ocean waves, which I turned off.

 

 Credit: Qigong Meditation

I always like the story of one of my favorite movements. It goes something like this: 

• The sun comes up
• You push open the window for a better view
• You spread the curtains wide
• You reach down and gather the sunlight
• Toss it up into the sky
• Pull what falls to your abdomen and rest your palms there

In my emerging meditation practices, the qigong movements help me focus on my physical being in its parts and its whole, pulling me out of my brain's incessant talk talk talk.