Today is my first blog ever, and it feels just a little wierd. This morning I tried to get up earlier in order to meditate, but that didn't quite work out as planned. I get up pretty early anyway, in order to see my clients before they start their days, and getting up earlier and setting aside that time for meditation is going to take some retraining. Since that didn't happen, I decided to meditate at my first opportunity, which was at my gym. I sat in a couch at the gym, and put my headphones in to block out some noise and I concentrated on my breath. I could hear the busy sounds around me but a still, small voice kept saying "just one breath". My own still, small, voice happens to sound a lot like Sharon. I have been fortunate enough to meditate with her enough times, that her voice seems to be imprinted on my brain. I have been so anxious lately that each breath felt like a lifeline I was hanging on to, my mind would wander off and then again I would hear, "just one breath". Afterwards I felt more calm, and I guess more solid. Lately, so much has been changing in my life that it feels like I am standing on quicksand, and I have been longing for some solid ground on which to stand.
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Hi Raven!! One of the things I've always loved about meditation is that it is so personal, and goes with us everywhere. Life is so shifting,unstable, even when it appears solid on the surface. But we can have a whole other kind of steadiness by knowing how to return to ourselves, and just breathe!. I'm glad you found the time to practice. It's funny (to me) that your inner voice sounds like mine. I hope that's ok!!
Welcome
to the world of blogging. My first time was during last year's challenge and I agree, it can be a little weird at first. But hey, you got that post out and here you are. Keep up the good work.
Debra