One breath and a cup of tea
When I find myself confused, clarity is just one breath away
To be clearer, the breath is never away it's always here
Within me, as me, breathing me
When I find myself too far gone, a cup of tea can bring me home
Wherever I am I find a home
Home at the coffee shop; home in the classroom, home within me
With just one breath and a sip of tea
Low and behold, I am free...
The Practice
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Reflection
I did not feel like doing a formal meditation yesterday. And it wasn't like I was resisting it because usually that's a direct indication that I should sit down, but more of a spontaneous non-decision. I had a peaceful day too. I ended my mental stories mid-thought. I didn't go on emotional roller coasters. I was enjoying what each moment brought.
I don't know what today will bring, but I do know that expecting it to be just like yesterday is a set up for disappointment. Without the baggage of what was yesterday, we're free to experience the newness of today.
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