Words on my practice during this tumultuous period in my life: Actual Zazen on a cushion has been non-existent in the past month. Not feeling good about that but it is what it is. Instead I’ve tried to take those “empty” times throughout the day to just be with my breathing, listening to my unshu (the natural and refined sound of koki «expelling of breath»). It’s been comforting and helpful. Other than that, just trying to stay present to what ever my task at hand happens to be. That’s where I am today. Might not like it much, but I must accept it as where I am. To move forward, I just start where I am and go.