Messy Meditations Sometimes

Sometimes, like today, my morning-time-meditations are just messy.  I may not see their value while sitting, but from experience I know their absence is inevitably reflected by some measure of madness sometime later in my day.

And sometimes, like today, I set the timer for another round because experience, and fellows, has taught me that doing less, away with God, is more.

So I return for round two and climb into.  Sometimes.

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