a huge silence.
i piled up my favorite meditation books, ready to sew eloquent phrases into a post on why i meditate.
however.
i changed my mind.
partially because the effort to carefully extract just the right words was greater than my patience today.
but also because a persnickety thought lodged itself in head and heart yesterday.
that to be authentic, you must be vulnerable.
rather than hiding behind luminous research + prolific writers today, i am going to tell you why i meditate. and even though i am hardly qualified to speak on the matter, i believe in its restorative powers enough that i really do make it part of almost every day.
so.
i mediate because when my mind goes quiet, i experience serenity through all five of my senses.
i meditate because it's like sending my intuition to the gym…she just gets stronger and faster with practice.
i meditate because it is the only time i can convince myself that A L L the random worries and restless thoughts simply. must. go.
i meditate because when i do filter out the obstreperous chatter, my mind becomes an empty well. and that empty well is a mega-watt invitation for inspiration.
i meditate so when the lovelies are a pinch older, i can show them how to take their own gentle breaths.
i meditate because my body loves it up…and it shows in my skin, my health, my sleep, and my energy levels.
i meditate because during those 30 minutes, i bury strength deep in my bones, my limbs, my soul to have when i need.
i meditate so i can dedicate the practice to someone.
and,
i meditate to become better at life.
xo