Ok, I must confess before I lose my nerve:

I failed to meditate yesterday. 

We went out to the Anti-Anti-Valentine’s Day party, solemnly vowing to leave by 11:30, since my Birthday on Monday necessitates dancing, karaoke, and cocktails all weekend long…but it was such a lovely party, and we were having such a good time sipping proseco in our ball gowns, dancing the night away, and nibbling chocolate covered cherries, that we didn’t actually leave until closer to 1:30…and upon getting home and getting into bed, at 3:00, meditation was just not on the radar.  I was unconscious in a matter of minutes. 

I’m sorely disappointed to think that it’s now impossible to successfully complete the 28-Day meditation challenge, and I’m not even half-way through yet!  There was a time not so long ago that this would be cause enough to give up on this whole meditation thing altogether.  But not today!  Today we’ll go walking in Greenwood Cemetery, and perhaps I can do my walking meditation there.   It’ll be a great way to revitalize, and reprioritize my practice, as well as making sure that I fit it in BEFORE the festivities commence tonight!  I’m excited to see how walking meditation goes, since Dishwashing Meditation proved to be so difficult.

If this practice is to last a lifetime, I must reconcile myself to the fact that I’m human, and days are going to happen that I just don’t manage to fit meditation in.  The real test of my practice is, what happens the next day?  Do I beat myself up; decide I’m not worthy, or not good enough?  Or do I gently smile upon my humanness, and sit my ass back down?

Today, I Sit.*

Live Omily,

~em