Sitting on a bolster
Eyes downcast, thoughts turned inward
Ice reflects on walls
When I meditated today, I thought about what I would write for this day’s mindfulness writing challenge. But I need to forget about writing when I sit to meditate.
My imagination is another distraction I don’t need to add to my deck of wandering thought-cards. Thinking about what I will write is delightful and entertaining, but I want to focus on the breath, on the happiness I feel having, for the length of one breath, nowhere to go, no one to talk to, nothing to do.