Sit On It

Waking up very early this morning, I was not wholly committed to going out for a run, and upon hearing the rainfall run on the roof as I made my way acrss the room to turn off my alarm kind of sealed the deal. I could run later tonight (hopefully when there are fewer raindrops to dodge), but I did want to find a way to make these early moment meaningful.

My forays into sitting meditation have not been as frequent of late, but I am trying to improve upon that development. This past week as I was struggling with a cold was part of the "problem" though truth is, as is often the case, that my own lack of discipline was the more honest barrier.

On the surface, it seems an easy thing to find ten to twenty(?) minutes to quietly "sit." Those folks who have worked on meaningfully including this practice with a degree of regularity in their own lives will tell you differently.

At last practice I had been using a pillow to sit in a cross-legged fashion, and thought I could maintain the appropriate posture for a short period of time, eventually my concern over form would pull me from my thoughts and disturb my efforts at focus. I had been considering using a chair (which bugs me at first because it is not the classic look of meditation that I have burned into my brain from years of watching others on television). But, if this "form" proves more helpful, then why not?

A second change this morning would be that I would not prepare for sitting with a series of yoga poses, and this decision was made for two reasons, first, there was not ebough time to do so without a pervading sense of "rushing," and secondly, I did not want the two (yoga and sitting) to be too married to one another in my consciousness.

At any rate, I've plenty to do to get it all to come together and, in the end, therein lies the "real work"...

Breathe in, breathe out… YOU AND I ARE ALIVE!