acceptance

  • No Need to Meditate Perfectly

    I sat cross-legged on the living-room rug, closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to quiet my mind. Alas, random thoughts persisted, flickering about like fireflies on a summer evening. After five minutes, I abandoned my Zen pose. I would have rather folded laundry or gone on a 3-mile run—anything with more tangible results.

    How one woman learned to let go and welcome stillness.
    By Susan Lembo Balik