I skipped yesterday. I let life get the better of me. I allowed myself to become distracted. But that's okay. I just finished my meditation quiet time today. Five minutes in a dark, quiet room. I stood up and closed my eyes. I breathed in and out and I moved slowly through a couple of simple yoga poses. I breathed in and out. The fact that it's only my second time is surprising because my mind wandered noticeably less than it did on day One.
That feels good.
I feel good.