This is a meditation about comfort. With awareness, breathe in and slowly breathe out relax into comforting breath. You are one with the air

Covid is looking in my window. I experience a guided meditation early this morning, and tears welled up. I choose to face my fear.

During the most traumatic event of my life, I miraculously found stillness in the turbulence of the surrounding violence I was subjected to.

I’m humbled by the innate intelligence of my physical body and my spiritual body. So, I wasn’t surprised when the spasms started in my back.

I’ve wanted something all my life. To be heard, to feel loved, to have friends, to belong. But there was always something missing.

No matter what lessons I walk through and what learning I glean, I always come back to myself, accountable to me.

I’ve learned how important it is to honor my needs, not deny them. Now I bow to the wisdom of my vessel and honor the inner alarms.

The seventh and last valley of Attar is the Valley of Deprivation and Death. This is the valley of forgetting all.

Today I focus on gratitude because it helps take the sting out of the pain. Finding the good takes effort and intention.

I struggle with feeling so much in the world. I struggle understanding why I feel. A change of mind is called for.

My silence is a gift. My mind is a gift. My heart is a gift. My human vessel is a gift. I am in charge of rising. I am in charge.

In this valley, there is no longer a difference from one another. When duality disappears, unity is found. The shadow is lost in sun.

I've created an altar I sit in on a daily basis to listen, feel, write and deliver. These 300 days of meditation have been a journey for me.

I was letting go removing this daily reminder. The ashes set me free. I said a prayer, closed my eyes and released.

Life gets really crusty when my fear turns into a wall and I go around in circles. I’ve witnessed before and remedy it by taking action.

I’ve lived looking for others to complete me, changing my appearance, my goals, my attitudes, my beliefs. Multiply this concept by billions.

I grew up with many rules to follow. Until one day I bumped up against a loss so great I fell in. When I fell in, all these rules fell too

There is a new normal coming and I don’t know what it looks like. My intention is to stand at the helm of my boat with my sea legs adjusting

I can see humanity’s collective hearts are breaking open in these times to uncover the true meaning of human life.

Allowing myself to feel my deep emotions is a key. It’s up to me to find a safe place with an intention to feel my pain.