Interactive Religion [Tuesday, March 11]
Biff was wearing saffron-colored robes and sitting in the center of the floor.
...the middle of the ground.
Okay, so they were in a cave. And it was cold. Really, really cold.
"Today, we meditate," Biff said, not opening his eyes. "When you sit, sit. When you breathe, breathe. When you snore, I will mock you. The essence of Buddhism is 'vast emptiness.'" He cracked open an eyelid. "And not 'vast amphibians,' as my teacher once said. His Chinese needed work. Today you concentrate on being in the moment." He shrugged. "Or falling asleep sitting up. I did both."
...the middle of the ground.
Okay, so they were in a cave. And it was cold. Really, really cold.
"Today, we meditate," Biff said, not opening his eyes. "When you sit, sit. When you breathe, breathe. When you snore, I will mock you. The essence of Buddhism is 'vast emptiness.'" He cracked open an eyelid. "And not 'vast amphibians,' as my teacher once said. His Chinese needed work. Today you concentrate on being in the moment." He shrugged. "Or falling asleep sitting up. I did both."