Somehow Thursday and Friday slipped away from me without much writing or any blogging at all--until now. It's noontime Friday and all is well in the present moment, as we Buddhists like to say.
Thursday I had planned to write in the morning, and that didn't happen. First my friend Allison called with a request for an endorsement of her abilities as a yoga teacher. I was happy to do that. It was Allison who rekindled my interest in yoga and meditation back in 1990 when I first got clean and sober. Her meditation class made a big difference in my life. She was so concerned that we understand the spiritual nature of yoga that we occasionally forgot to even get around to the physical assanas. I have been meditating ever since (and doing yoga occasionally).
Later my friend Jeff called and asked if we could meet for lunch. He is facing several personal challenges, and I was happy to be able to listen and witness, although there is nothing else I can do to help.
Then I headed up to the Boston area to attend an evening workshop by my friend Brenda about "Mindful Self-Compassion." It was a wonderful session with some mindful discussion and some guided meditation.
This morning I slept late and spent my designated writing time in the morning merely clearing out my e-mail in box. I plan to relax this weekend and then get back on track with my sabbatical writing Monday morning at 7:30 a.m. sharp.
One more thought. Perhaps I should add my Potomac Profile to my list of writing projects.
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