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.


May all beings be happy ♡