It was a difficult morning to get up. Do you ever have days where you just wanted to hide under the covers?
Some days, little victories are all we have. I got out of bed and sat on my cushion. I’m just glad I was able to show up. Hopefully, I can keep coming back to the practice no matter what.
Meditation Poem #8
my brain tells me lies
my heart sets me free
(Light through my window curtains.)