I'm not sure where the whole reed in the wind metaphor comes from, bending with whatever comes ones way instead of trying to fight or stand against it. Whatever its origins, I was that reed yesterday. It took all my learned skills to get through, and am here on the other side to do it again.
Last night we went to an open house/meditation practice. When we arrived there was a little snack available, which we ate and then all sat around and talked for a bit. Then we went upstairs for meditation practice, and then downstairs for a little more, and a Dharma talk about choices and paths, using Robert Frost's poem. We talked a little in small groups, listened and then it was over. Afterward there was time to head to Outerlands for a brief meal before heading home. I slept well. I will be going back and Bryan and I have decided we will take turns going weekly for practice. That way we won't have to get a sitter each time, and can both benefit from the center.