Meditation
is the best asset I have as a tool for self-appraisal. We live busy lives and
it almost seems a waste of time to take a few minutes out of our day for “navel
gazing” to just simply breathe. How can I take a good look at myself if I don’t
take the time to appreciate the flow of air in and out of my lungs? As I sit,
focusing on my breathing, the monkey chatter calms down… time takes a break… my
plans for the day fall into perspective… the sense of well-being, I so desperately
try to grasp through frantic binges that are constantly beckoning… that too falls into
place. Welling up from the depths of my core arises an authentic caring… a
loving self-appraisal and sense that I am being moved by a power greater than
myself... makes itself apparent. Just as it takes time for a tennis racket to become an extension of the
arm, the practice of meditation takes time to become a vital extension of who I
am and, not unlike the racket to the tennis pro, it eventually becomes me.
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