I am still meditating, my resolve to post on wordpress wavered. I hope to finish out my last 5 posts for the series and then find another topic to write about.
Meditation Poem #85
fatherhood is precious
meditating with a child
difficult, but not impossible
Only 6 more of these left to go. I would appreciate any feedback or suggestions on next Poem Series you’d like to see.
Meditation Poem #84
stress clings to me,
they fall away as i breathe
I sat at a Quaker Meeting. I was really tired, but got to be still and silent for a little bit.
Meditation Poem #83
true silence is an oasis
in this crazy loud world
It’s been pretty stressful at work, but because of good meaningful work. I am grateful for each moment. Grateful for my meditation practice that I can bring into my work life, my family life…my life.
I broke my usual 10w poem format by one word. 🙂
Meditation Poem #82
I breathe
so I can be
I am
because I breathe
I sat this evening with my weekly meditation group. We did 20 minutes of guided meditation lead by one of the members. I sat on the floor using my jacket as a cushion to elevate my hips off the floor. I noticed how tired and lethargic I felt. After meditation was over, I went to the gym and worked out for an hour or so. I feel less lethargic, and nice treating myself to Ramen with veggies and hard boiled egg added by your truly.
Meditation Poem #81
each moment a blessing
when received with gratitude
no expectations
It’s a snow day where I live. I was able to sit quietly and practice some breath meditation to start my day.
Meditation Poem #80
every breath
every moment
every beat
my heart
opens up
I meditated this morning. I’ve feeling really emotionally and physically exhausted.
Meditation Poem: #79
bones break
muscles ache
mind breaks
thoughts fade
heart opens
I am still meditating, but I just haven’t been very disciplined about updating my blog. I apologize to the readers. I commit to writing every day for the next 12 days, so I can fulfill my commitment of 90 poems based on 90 days of meditation.
Meditation Poem #78
change is inevitable
breathe through it
the only solid ground
I am definitely running out of steam, but grateful for the practice of sitting. I sat today in the morning. I feel like I am coming out of a minor depressive period. Grateful I am more aware than I used to be, and caring for myself with more patience and love. I’ve also been practicing metta when I drive, starting with loving-kindess for myself and the other drivers around me. 🙂
Meditation Poem #77
deep compassions rises
out of my heart
love for all beings
Letters To A Young Spiritual Seeker 