Week 2: Noticing my resistance

I hit a few stumbling blocks this week, or so I told myself.

First, it was that my apartment was too small to do a walking meditation (which, when I tried again a few days later, turned out to be untrue).

Secondly, I told myself I didn’t have a full fifteen minutes to do the body scan meditation (again, untrue, and I finally just did it).

In the midst of all of this, death: my great aunt. An incredible human. A huge loss. A trip to her funeral. Meditating on a hotel couch, counting the minutes between family gatherings.

Witnessing my “all or nothing” attitude about practices like meditation and yoga–

and letting go,

and beginning again.