On Saturday morning I was meditating in the basement, cuddled delightfully beneath a heavy winter blanket, listening to the fire crackling merrily in the woodstove. It was one of those "ideal" meditations in which the monkey-mind-full-of-thoughts decided to cease its internal yakking.  Blessed silence ensued.  Oh, you meditators, you know the delight of this silence, [...]

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