In zazen, I try to sit without making the cushion a trophy. Shikantaza—just sitting—asks us to let the moment be whole, not to fix it into a result. When the back is steady and the eyes half-open, the room can widen. If the pose turns into a badge, it narrows.
Can a plain sit stay a question, not an answer? Does the body become a doorway, or a display? I am curious how others keep practice humble without turning every breath into a test.
Please reply with your own slant—monastic, lay, quiet, noisy, doubtful, devoted. What small cue keeps the heart open in your sitting?