Sitting it out

On the trail, 3:30 yesterday.  Storm warning?

Sure looks like it 

     Quiet, restful but not sleepy; listening to the wind  howl and the electric heater’s noise; comfortable with Red and me in our habitual positions near the stove. Sipping tea.  It’s a usual morning with a different setting.

      So is there a different taste to time, when the same events are set in a different frame?  Observe….

    I see, sense:

 -shoulder muscles are getting stiff and achy, leg muscles  are not. 

 -The thinking brain is quiet and receptive.

 -My emotions are calm and satisfied.

 -Sometimes I spontaneously observe my breathing and make it deeper, remembering that scan diagnosis, scattered atelectasis. And “in Afib 59% last week”on iPhone report.  -I don’t feel those physical conditions, but reading about them changes my emotion almost immediately to “pre” worry from calm. Hmmm

“What is Time, as we ordinarily understand it? A single track succession of events. At every given moment we are called upon to make a choice among a number of possibilities and at every such choice the unchosen possibilities are, as it were, sacrificed. Time as succession is simply the actualization of one possibility out of many in each successive moment. Could we actualize two possibilities, or three or four at once, we should be living in two or three or four different streams of time. Our life, though no longer than before, would nevertheless contain more time. We should be living several ordinary lives at once.” 

      A.R. Orage, No. 7, Psychological Essays, quoted in Lee van Laer Substack, Journal of Gurdjieff Studies, 2-20-26