House of Cards

“It is a very inconvenient habit of kittens (Alice had once made the remark) that whatever you say to them, they always purr.” -Lewis Carroll, Through the Looking Glass...

I have a confession to make. Although I have frequently throughout this blog extolled the virtues of practicing meditation, I have not embraced its benefits for myself. I have this grand notion to meditate daily for at least twenty minutes. I imagine myself beginning every day in a peaceful setting, quieting my mind, connecting with my deepest inner being, and being transported to an elevated level of consciousness where I attain profound insight into the order and meaning of the universe. Certainly worth sitting down for a few minutes everyday, but the most I manage is 10-15 minutes about once a week. Alas, instead I make spider solitaire my morning routine. I spend anywhere from twenty minutes to an hour and a half trying to win a game. I admit with some chagrin, I do have a 35% win rate at the highest level of difficulty. It's an addiction to instant gratification that gives me some absurd sense of accomplishment? I can't bear to think of the colossal amount of time and energy I have wasted on this trivial pursuit. But, no more will I cry over spilt milk. With steeled resolve, I will refine my habits, eliminate futile endeavors and pave a way for spiritual enlightenment and mental well-being. Today, I will design a simple, yet beautiful meditation space. 7 a.m. will be an ideal time, and in addition to a regular appointment, let me promise to attempt a one hour session this week. I'll let you know how it goes. Namaste.