notes form my journal:  sitting in the forest to meditate - an inquiry and some of what arises 
Mon 30 July  -  as I go to bed now, 1:15 am , I have this  sense of , thoughts of ' is this, that I do of ANY use, is it important, I am  doing something that is going to EVER make me a living
 I seem to accomplish SO little, relay, that  shows forth into the world ,that is REALLY making a difference. I have this  sense of quiet desperation, a faint scream in the background of my life. .. . I  SO so sososo SO want this, my life to be easier, to flow, and, I have SUCH a  sense of struggle . . . and of holding it together. and. . . still I seem to  make not make an impact of taking my life forwards. . . feeling SO off my center, and with arriving SO late here today, and NO time for me to rest, really or get focussed for  the week, this week of 5 days before then 10 days away .. . I feel SUCH pressure  from this, in this.. . and . . it seems SO unreasonable. . . that really i  SHOULD be able to take my life forward  easy  and more  easily .. ,what IS it ,  what is it that needs to happen.
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 Mon 30 July  - morning
 how extraordinary, again now this morning,  after mediation in the forest, sitting here now in the sun a sense, mostly , of  peace. There is also, at the edges of my knowing , a pool of tears. Grief and  sadness for how this world is, the pain and suffering in it and for all the less than  things, and situations that I have had in my life.   It is , I fear, too much to bear, if I really  experienced it. If I opened to the reality of this pain .. . without also a  knowing, experiencing of the joy also , the peace also. and this joy, peace and  connection I do also know SO surely, without any doubt. ( even in the paces and  items of doubting and feeling scare and all the other psychological woundings  and patterns that I carry, I also know this, the bigness and unlimited ness of  life.
 How then, with all this knowing and  understanding, how then to live my life, in the ordinary, without endless  processing and inquiry. . . yet to fell I make a defense, that how I live IS  worthwhile and to enjoy, deeply enjoy and feel fulfilled.
 Somewhere, in the seeing what is in the world  to do, as possibilities, and the different people doing also OS many things that  do help and benefit so many many people I want also to do that, and seeing how  little I do do that, and how few people I benefit, directly, and seemingly the  pathway for that *not* having opened how to accept this, almost unacceptable  'not having made a difference'.
 I know that it is , right now, in this moment  here, getting me, getting and understanding this life and this big love and all  this humanness, and the so so so strong pull to get it right that ... right now  this is the work, this is the place and possibility of being . . alive. AND. . .  what to do today, in the ordinary in this day?
 when I hold SO many too too TOO many  possibilities and things I would like to do, that think are important to  do and, really that I should have done to be successful, to get on with my  life.
 I AM getting on, and clearing my life and  still it seems *endless* this pattern and quest for doing the right thing, doing  the thing that will make me fulfilled, and fulfil  the qualities and wishes I have for work, and taking care of my needs SO  strong, in seeming that I don' have this, SO strong the welling up of a feeling of inadequacy. And, yet STILL a sense of my  knowing and destiny. 
 Right now i could go into many MANY tears, and  more than that what comes present is a wish to know what it is that will create  this confidence, and dissolve this holding back sadness. I feel it flooding in  as I writ that, simply form asking that question. 
 So how about if today I follow that guidance  keep stopping, and asking, keep tuning in and asking, keep dong ,the best I can,  now that i *DO* do the best I can. and getting to a place of simply accepting  that. In some ways, it seems simply overwhelming because I have and do carry  more than I can manage. coupled with this, is a sense of inadequacy that I feel  ,even with this too much that should know and understand and do MORE. --- this  simply is not sustainable, is NOT opening and creating the life I could  lead.
 How can I, even with this sense of almost  desperation, how can I .. . . .. live . . . my . . . life .. . without the  endless circling of these thoughts and ideas, or  without running away or cutting  off.
 How can I live a successful life, a fulfilled  live, where I can say and feel YES, this is a good life, I am grateful for this  my life now as it is, appreciating SO much  the beauty, being able to be with and have compassion for the pain. being with  it all, the bigness and the smallness.
 I sit now, for a moment still, enjoy the sun,  and the butterflies SO beautiful and extraordinary in their moments, the rich  green of the grass, and jewel like purple of the flowers. a butterfly alights on  my shoe, a hear the stream the, insects and dancing grass blown wind is SUCH a  magical dance. birds sing and nature, here  simply as it is is SO wonderful. I remember the deer I saw as I arrived in the forest earlier, such clarity  and power in it's movements, felling joy to see it, and sensing it's fear .. .  such beauty, such fear. and I feel both.
 light on leaves, clouds in sky, deep blue,  silver clouds. nature so natureful and the chainsaws also echo thru the valley  in their destruction of the trees, and the plane flies over with it's pollution and here I am connected with and  taking both in, aware of both.
 now .. . . what to do? have  breakfast
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 my knowing, no one else's, that is what to  follow. sometimes the guidance comes from  another. whether inner knowing and sensing or words from another, even then I am the one that knows,  that gets it. I get what i get. I pray for a clearer getting, and following the  getting. less dependent of , not dependent on others for the measure of this  getting.