When the body aches and the mind grows loud, I sometimes want the sit to prove something. The cushion becomes a ledger: minutes, wobbles, dullness, a small verdict at the end.
The Buddha taught that body and mind can be seen as they are, not as possessions to be fixed. I have not found a way to make that easy. In shikantaza, the instruction is simple: sit, attend, let knowing be known. If the breath becomes rough, I try to let it be rough without turning it into a case against me.
There is a difference between noticing difficulty and turning it into a story about progress. One keeps the mind close to the body; the other opens a window onto yesterday and tomorrow.
How do you sit with a hard moment without making it a score? Do you return to the cushion, to the breath, to the bow? What does 'just sitting' mean when the sitting feels like a struggle?