Categories: Remembering Justin

Mind Makings

Victor Berg, Mill Valley, CA

I had a wonderful dream. I was in a sea of people and I was rushing to see you. Some of my friends were delaying me and I kept dropping these boxes I was carrying. I eventually made it to a door. I knew you were on the other side but the door was barred. There was a revolving door with a tiny slot to squeeze through. I tried to squeeze through but couldn’t make it.

I woke up and did T’ai Chi and had a long meditation. My meditation was broken by thoughts of myself and others and a thought came:

Binds
Holding
Tight
Mind
without
Humility

Originally appeared in: March 1995