Days Fifty-Seven - Fifty-Nine, Monday, April 16, 2012

My past few days of meditation have been comfortable.  I sit down, not looking forward to the next twenty minutes, but somewhere about halfway through I feel as if I've come home.  The thoughts and the to-do list circulate, but I'm able to let it breeze on by and continue to focus the light from my head toward my heart.  I like this fleeting sense of well-being, even if it only lasts a few seconds.  Life is made of fleeting moments and having a few peaceful ones is about as much as anyone could ask for.