Meditation

I am almost on a twenty day streak - 10 minutes a day.  It is helping.  I won't say it is working - these kinds of things don't work, they help. I can stop to feel the twitches of anxiety in my neck and shoulders. 

Those live, hot tangles of wire.

Today I sat in the car in the parking lot of the college I work in. I let the guided meditation speak through the car speakers. I could feel sunlight coming through the windshield and through the chill of a fall morning.

I started to imagine the wires as wildflowers instead.  A wild garden growing in my neck and shoulder blades. It felt like an embrace of the difficult, a reframe where things are growing instead of firing. 

I never would have thought of it if I hadn't sat in the car awhile longer. Now it is a part of me. Flowers grow where none were before.