Weekends can be the worst when it comes to formal practice.Whether it’s exhaustion or a deeply conditioned lack of discipline resulting from a lifetime of lazy weekends, I find it hard to get up and do the practice on Saturday and Sunday mornings. The fact that I have come down with a cold makes it even harder for me to rouse myself and I have completely let my practice commitments go (I’m doing an online retreat for the next week and am supposed to meditate for a set time in the morning and the evening).
As it stands, i’mm sitting in a hall outside of my daughter’s ballet class trying to figure out when I’ll get to sneak in my first session.
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