Meditation of a Privileged Youth

[Written June 6, 2020]

Sitting down to meditate, I inhale deeply three times, sensing my body for tension. “In,” I tell myself … “Out.” Usually my hips or knees are tense, but nowadays my entire body is. It’s hard to say given the current state of affairs, but there isn’t much I feel like doing, or capable of doing. My morning meditation is maybe the only moment of peace I’ll have the entire day. 20 minutes of serenity before a whirlwind of news, social media, and whatever horrors the world throws at me today. Of course, I bear the least of the world’s problems, today. Continue reading “Meditation of a Privileged Youth”