My mind likes to run off sometimes.
Mostly to the future.
Sometimes to the past.
I catch myself worrying,
What will I do?
Will this work?
How will I make this happen?
And the sorts.
My practice is to bring it all back in
to the present,
Sometimes I use a simple meditation I learned:
I see…I see…I see…
I hear…I hear…I hear…
I feel…I feel…I feel…
I see the sun shining brightly,
I see the red brick buildings,
I see the layers of the tall candle on the table.
I hear Jonathan washing dishes, the water running,
I hear piano in the music,
I hear the wind against the patio doors.
I feel excitement in my belly, energy moving,
I feel my feet swinging in the chair,
I feel softness of the keys under my fingers as I type.