Find Light: Days One Hundred Ninety-Five - One Hundred Ninety Six

Some days when I go in to find my third eye, that spot of light between my eyes I can see when I close my eyes, I find a jewel blue spot, brilliant and beautiful, and I coax that circle of blue down towards my heart.  But some days, like today, the light is scratchy and filmy and barely there at all.  "That's okay," I tell myself as I meditate, "Bring what you have to your heart.  Keep trying."