Just Breathe.
This evening, I went to my very first guided meditation class. I was inspired to give it a try both from something I read in Kris Carr's book "Crazy Sexy Cancer Tips" as well the fact that the teacher is a dear friend and someone I deeply love and respect. I knew I'd be comfortable with her, so I figured "Why not?". It was HARD, but I think I did eventually get to a good place. My brain was still all over the place. I'd get caught up on the fact that this guy's loud breathing was irritating or the incense was stinky or even just the fact that my thoughts were skipping around in such a random way. But overall - I really liked it. I can see myself going back. It's only twice a month. I can swing that. If it makes me feel better, it is totally worth it. And right now, I do feel better. Namaste and stuff, Phoebe