The idea of paying attention to unpleasant feelings instead of shunning them or turning away came as a big surprise. Yesterday I had a tiny millisecond flash. I felt a familiar twinge of dread around the idea of my death. For a tiny moment I turned to look at it. I saw that it was huge and complex, with many elements. I discerned enormous grief, huge fear, boiling anger. I was really surprised. I have come to wonder how much is going on beneath the surface. It is all really quite mysterious. For instance, the whole dream world that becomes present in sleep: is it still on going during the day below consciousness? I could go on and on asking questions. Let’s see what happens today.