Sad to say but 9pm pretty much marks the end of my day as I try to get up at 4am everyday to give myself enough time to meditate in the morning before my kids wake up and the day really begins. Over the years, given my early-rising personality, it has been a struggle to practice in the evening as well but, as the practice of the Dhamma is the only thing of any lasting importance, getting into a regular sitting schedule has been a goal for some time. For the last few nights I’ve been doing a short (15 minute) session of anapanasati not necessarily worrying too much about really getting any concentration going but just kind of feeling how the body and mind are at the end of the day. Interestingly enough, and in stark contrast to my years of practice previous, rather than being overwhelmed by sleepiness and fatigue I am actually able to catch a breath or two and the sitting and breathing itself are amazingly rejuvenative. I think the key difference is simply that I’m not fighting against my experience. Don’t ask me wy but it’s taken near 8 straight year s of almost daily sitting to realize that all of this has to spring from loving-kindness and true, deep care for oneself. May you forever be well.
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