i told myself that it was my sign to get up and meditate.
yes. it was time to start.
20 mins. nbd. i'll make it a morning ritual. feels good- like a checkin
laying on the couch i thought about my brother. how am i getting him to do meditation in jail when im barely doing it out here? now i feel nauseous- is this actually my life? is this actually what i do? my brother is actually there and everything that has happened.... has really happened. im actually still here and this is what im doing......
this is my life and this is actually what i am doing. BONKERS !!!!
-a jail mediation program during lockdown-
there is a quote that always passes through my brain-
"it's too bad i had to go to jail to figure out what freedom is" ........ makes all the sense to me.
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