Shikantaza (just sitting) is not a way of making the breath into evidence. Put down the cushion; the room is already there. If the mind asks, what have I got? the answer is usually a tighter clench.
The Buddha's teaching is not a badge for the well-behaved. It is a path walked in ordinary hours, with bowing, listening, and the slow work of unlearning. Ritual here is not decoration; it is the shape that lets attention settle without turning into a score.
I wonder: can we keep practice small enough that a beginner's mind does not become a certificate? If you have sat, walked, or been gently corrected by a bell, what helped you keep the door open?