I’ve just been cleaning out my blogroll and, in the process, accessed a number of Buddhist sites to see if they were still active and refresh my mind about their content.

Some sound so wise! It makes me wonder about what I do here. Seems as though I should be expounding upon some abstruse passage in the Diamond Sutra, or discussing the principles that Dogen grafted onto the teachings of those before him, or something equally deep.

But you know, I just sit. Apart from reading (some of which I post for your edification or for you to ignore — your choice), talking with my teacher from time to time, and the occasional shesshin, well, I…just…sit.

I mean, here I am, 63 years old, been practicing for years, know Roshis and Rinpoches and professors and lots of folks with many-syllable names, read all sorts of stuff about dharma and sangha and my-oh-my — and I can’t think of anything wise to say.

And I can’t seem to get upset about it, either.