What happens on a day when you are trying to write about Mindfulness..
And the mind has nothing.
Typing on the laptop..
Success is [hit backspace…]
Emptiness [hit backspace…]
Joy is.. [backspace…]
Happiness [backspace…]
Emptiness is [backspace…]
[backspace…]
[backspace…]
‘Sigh, no inspiration.’
‘Maybe I am too quick to fill the emptiness with backspaces.’
‘I shouldn’t force this.’
‘I can’t keep with this consistency thing.’
‘I suck. Yet again.’
And quickly.. the mind is not Nothing anymore.
Sit and breathe.
Sit and breathe.
And laugh.
How the challenge of wanting to write about the practice..
Is the practice.
Any challenge at all..
Is the Practice.
Seeing the humour and inviting ease
Is the Beauty of the Practice.
