Morning practice
Looks peaceful, inspiring, right? Yes … aaaannnnddd … 😉
What really happens …
Wonder “do I really want to get up?”
Yes, do it.
Wander to the bathroom, past yawning & stretching Tortilla 🐾.
At top of stairs, consiously bend knees so the dog rush doesn’t take me down.
Let dogs out.
Start 🍵 water. Neti pot. Wait, go open curtains for plants. Wait again, go outsode and uncover plants … Wait, go get compost to feed worm bins. Maybe I should walk early before it rains. Tortilla! Stop eating what’s probably gross.
Back inside. Make tea. Grab herbs/vitamins, protein drink, muffins. Head upstairs for morning practice. Wait, what was i thinking? Nevermind.
Consiciously slow at bottom of stairs so not taken out by dog rush.
Too many cars moving outside. Too early. Slow down.
Sit. Gonna meditate. Wait, get candle. Man, this space is messy. Am i more creative? Give myself a star? Ok, meditate.
Turn on phone … There’s FB … Crap, I’m gonna open it and look, aren’t i? Yep, down the rabbit hole. Stop. Close it. One more scroll. Oh well.
Ok, meditate. Eyes closed. Fidget. That FB post … Why? Breathe. Relax yoir breath. Really? Again w the posts? Noise. Outside. Too many cars. Slow down. Ok, meditate.
Start over.
A moment of quiet. Thank G-d.
And we’re back.
Time to draw. Thanks for this time #ourmandalauniverses … going off on my own here. Ah, now settling in. Just draw.
What does it mean? And why is it so noisy outside? Let the birds have the airspace a bit longer. Anyway …
Music. Radici Studios. Thank you.
Finally a deep breath. Just one. When will one be enough. When will we / I be satisfied that we / I have, be, do enough.
And Baxter & Tortilla sleep soundly.
How’s your morning “meditation” going? 🤣
