It was a pretty solid five minutes—definite progress, especially given earlier attempts at evening meditation. I opted for the "I am breathing in, I am breathing out" approach.
Dinner was broiled salmon, raw carrot salad, and steamed asparagus.
My new favorite food blog:
http://noteatingoutinny.com/ (I have a foodie crush on this girl.)
Worked out . . .
with Shivani in the park. The lady demands excellence. Much fun.
Bedtime: imminent.
Until we meet again, blogland. . . .
There's no good or bad meditation. Even the act of having a "bad" session is making you a better person.
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