My discipline to meditate continues--but not discipline to write about it. Writing about November's challenge--writing about anything--petered out after Thanksgiving at my parent's home. Writing with Jennifer is on hold as she continues to care for her father and folks in Kentucky. And my book? I have moved the pile of papers from the living room shelf to my work space on the dining room table. I plan to give it two hours daily but haven't started that yet. I have to figure out where all my time goes.
More and more I find I use meditation in ordinary situations: waiting for appointments, before worship and physical therapy exercises and along with Alexander-technique loosening of my body. I use it to relax, to practice loving kindness, to breathe, to walk. I resort to it consciously as it is not yet an instinct. But it has loosened me up and allowed me to listen more deeply not only to my environment but also to people.
I wonder if I could apply it to my writing practice? I'm going to try to do this, to meditate before thinking, before writing to think, as a path into deeper connections. That would be a kindness to myself.
Also, I will write prompts for myself ... novel worksheets for my novel. Got to get this ball rolling.