Funk. And I don’t mean funk in a fun James Brown kinda way. Woke up today in a funk, for no discernible reason, but there it is. And holy, was it there for meditation! Sitting still and it comes rising up: vague, really uncomfortable feelings I can’t quite get a handle on yet. Something’s brewing.
Really hard to sit with that, to just keep coming back to centre and being with it. Being willing to feel and be in that uncomfortable space. Blech. Yucky. But I did my best to stay with it.
We’ll see what tomorrow brings.