🪷 Sometimes the practice
reflections about the varying shapes that mindfulness practice can take
Sometimes the practice
is to accept
what’s hard but real
along our way.
Sometimes the practice
is to protest
what we feel
is not okay.
(Just a simple poem today, because I’m not feeling well—but to write and post something is a boost to my spirit! This poem relates to my recent posts “My script for calling my senators about ICE” and “Building Inner Safety in Unsafe Times.”)
In the notebook
