Day 26 of Blogging from A to Z. Today’s letter is Z
Z is for Zen in a Zig Zag Life
zig zag stop start then
deep breath – no help – start again
pour wine – chop carrots
© Perle Champion
My path of late feels like an undisciplined zig zag run through an obstacle course that is obviously of my 
own making. The only place where I really get into the moment, the zazen, is when involved in a kitchen chore, and occasionally in the midst of writing or painting.
The thing about the kitchen chore is there is immediate satisfaction. I slice and dice and transform the carrot, onion and other veg in to shapes of my design. I mix and put dough in the oven and soon have a steaming loaf of bread.
The thing with my writing and painting is there is no immediacy. I paint or write for hours and it never quite feels done. I drop one piece to begin another and in the end, I have 10 paintings half done; 2 novels unedited; and numerous essays that don’t quite hit the mark.
Does anyone else feel that scattered?
s, for that matter, know how to have civilized discourse or debate on their preconceived ideals or the issues of the day.
Perle Champion 
