The Returning Way
Table of contents
  1. The floor
  2. Attention and Love
  3. The Ten-Second Returni
  4. The Sittingii
  5. Metta and Tongleniii
  6. One Thing Eateniv
  7. The God Unfedv
  8. The Ruined Ordinaryvi
  9. The Bird Gatevii
  10. The Open Windowviii
  11. Boundaries and Thresholds
  12. The Hearth Boundaryix
  13. When Intensity Speaksx
  14. True Namingxi
  15. The Two Shoresxii
  16. The Rite of the Near Otherworldxiii
  17. The Width of the Roomxiv
  18. Relation and Repair
  19. Feed the Guest, Keep the Doorxv
  20. The Bowl of Namesxvi
  21. The Watchxvii
  22. The Mending Tablexviii
  23. Who Answers to Youxix
  24. Be Beside Mexx
  25. The Webxxi
  26. The Mirror at Four in the Morningxxii
  27. Coming Back Inxxiii
  28. Direction and Uselessness
  29. The Letter to the Guardianxxiv
  30. The Star Ledgerxxv
  31. The Map Without a Permitxxvi
  32. The Feast of Enoughxxvii
  33. The last pages
  34. Other ways throughxxviii
  35. When the practice must endxxix
  36. A blessingxxx
Practices

The Ruined Ordinary

The point is to go and stand in a place that is actually going to ruin and is not beautiful, and look at it without repairing it — because the world has teeth and the gaze is tender, and these do not reconcile.

You need a place, a set length of time, and your own two feet.

iChoose the place. The drainage ditch behind the big-box store. A dead mall with the anchor store boarded. A demolition site behind its fence. The strip of weeds between a parking lot and a fence. A stairwell nobody has a reason to clean. Pick one you can reach. Go.

iiStay a fixed length of time. Set it before you go — twenty minutes, an hour — and do not leave early. Do not move somewhere prettier when it gets uncomfortable. Do not photograph it. The camera turns the place into an object and you into a visitor; the practice needs you there as a body, and the body is not a visitor.

iiiWhat is there. Attend to three things. What is decomposing — the wet cardboard, the rust, the fallen sign. What is growing in the damage — the buddleia in the gutter, the moss on the retaining wall, the green in the crack. What was made by people who are gone — the tiles, the bay numbers, the coat hook on the loading dock. Someone measured and cut and drilled those. You are standing on their work and they are not coming back to it.

Two images you can hold if the place does not supply them: mushrooms lifting cracked asphalt by fractions of an inch, patient as a glacier; a shopping cart in the reeds like the skeleton of an animal capitalism invented and could not keep alive.

ivWhat it costs to turn. The hours are numbered and what you turn toward is subtracted from what you never will. Make it concrete. Name one thing you will actually turn toward this week, and name what it costs. Not "I should spend time on what matters." Say: "On Thursday I go to my mother's, three hours of the evening, and that is three hours I do not spend on the thing I keep saying I will finish." Name the thing you are not doing. Turning is a subtraction. Turn anyway.

Leave the place unchanged. Do not tidy it. Do not fix your gaze on the green so the ruin stops counting.

Walk out the way you came in. At home, wash your hands and drink a glass of water before you do anything else. Then the next ordinary thing.