Allowing myself to be exactly where I am seems to be the practice of the moment for me.
The effort and energy and misery that come with expecting myself to be “further along” or “more evolved” is such an energy drain.
Some days, I just feel stuck.
Some days, I feel bored and lonely.
As I allow these feelings to be just that, just feelings, they loosen—they shift—they release.
Judging them, making them wrong, efforting to change them dig a deeper hole.
If you want to get out of a deep hole, stop digging.
I rest my case.
I relax into this day, into this moment, which I would label as about a 6.2.
