I’ve gotten used to meditate first thing after I wake up, no matter how awful I’ve felt, especially over the last couple of months.
I’m nowhere near the stage of enlightenment. And Ten minutes seems to be the max I can handle to persist on a daily basis.
With the Drip by Drip mindset in mind, I’m now on a 118 streak, recorded by the meditation app.
What I love most about it is the story at the end of every guided session.
Today’s story is so good, that for a cat lover I have to quote verbatim here.
In India, I was living in a little hut, about six feet by seven feet. It had a canvas flap instead of a door.
I was sitting on my bed meditating, and a cat wandered in and plopped down on my lap. I took the cat and tossed it out the door. Ten seconds later it was back on my lap.
We got into a sort of dance, this cat and I…
I tossed it out because I was trying to meditate, to get enlightened. But the cat kept returning. I was getting more and more irritated, more and more annoyed with the persistence of the cat.
Finally, after about a half-hour of this coming in and tossing out, I had to surrender. There was nothing else to do. There was no way to block off the door.
I sat there, the cat came back in, and it got on my lap. But I did not do anything. I just let go. Thirty seconds later the cat got up and walked out.
So, you see, our teachers come in many forms.
― Joseph Goldstein
Soon I will be able to hold my cat in my arms. I kind of look forward to it, which was utterly unthinkable only a month ago.
The things I’ll be doing. The adventure I’ll embark on.
Thanks for the curve ball, Life.