So, this is my cushion. A coupla rolled up blankets and some candles to boot. Part of what I'm hoping to achieve is the discipline to sit, with care for how I practice, every day. I have meditated every day, in some form or another, for years. If the practice was not formal - e.g. while riding the subway - it happened nonetheless. Every single time I sit (formally) I know I am doing my absolute favorite thing and then I wonder why I don't do it more often. That's the thing!! THE question!! Why don't I/we do the things that are truly fulfilling and bring us closer to our real, authentic self/selves more often?
Tired right now but I thought it might be nice to end with a photo of Mike, my lab, that I took right as I was finishing up my practice this morning. I took this over my shoulder. He stays there the whole time and just watches.
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