changes

It seems the only thing constant is change. But I've been looking for change in my life for a long while now and sometimes I wonder if I ever have really changed anything.  But it isn't easy to change.  I'm convinced that there is a period of "dead reckoning" that must be accomplished before change can occur.  A separating of the facts from the "story" or the narrative which seems to be on going.  All the cognitive entanglements must be freed in order for a new connection to be formed. 
The mind must be open.  I was about eighteen years old when I read the book "The Mind That Hears" by Harlan Lane.  My baby was deaf and it was suggested I read this.  I'm glad I did for I realized that blocked ears went a problem.  I could see the child's mind was open.  If only his mother had been so lucky.
Thirty seven years have passed.  I have read thousands of books!  And been fortunate to have many simple practises suggested to me that aid in this process of opening the mind.  I'm not sure if it's that simple isn't the same as easy or if I truly suck at application-but it isn't nearly fast enough for me.  My mind is not often enough free of entanglement. 
I'm looking for a little space. that's all.  Some space between my thoughts, between my breaths, and mostly between my impulses and actions.
Yoga is the single most helpful thing I have found.  I want to practise it more.  When I started this blog I thought maybe I had something to say.  In the short number of weeks since I got this computer and made the leap I have found it merely tangles up my mind in unproductive ways.  I've moved to a new apartment and things have felt very different from December till now.  I don't think I have that much to say. I always wanted to write.  And I always believed that eloquence was reduction to simplest terms.  Sometimes, usually, we speak far more by what we don't say.  Maybe silence is the most powerful thing I will ever say.  Wish me luck.