This month, about Mental Health, Mindfulness, MY manuscript of life.  That is what the M stands for, March, among many other drives and campaigns.

13:50… lazy-ish day.  Emma at batting practice, Jack taking a nap surprisingly, and Henry hanging out in his room, wouldn’t change the day’s complexion for anything.

Meaning, Mindset, Mediation.

Yes, meditation.  Right now, here, at the nook table.  Taking time for ME.  Imagine that…

Meditation does’t demand or need perfect posture, or a silent room. 

It begins with noticing.  Gentle rise of the chest, soft weight of your hands, a steady presence of the ground.  When attention rests on something simple and real, the noise of imagined futures and replayed pasts begins to lose its control.

……..

LimonCello sparkling water, light from the window behind me, then the one well in front of me in the loft.

A perfect day.  Nothing I’d change.