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I was pretty annoyed this morning

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woke up with a bad dream that left a nasty taste in my mouth

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the toothpaste was finished

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then I tripped over the cat with the food bowl in my hand, cat food everywhere I had to clean up

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I fumed as I cleaned it up and made coffee

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A trauma helicopter flies over and sirens everywhere.

How the hell can I meditate in this noise!

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I’m turning into an axe murderer as I slump back onto my cushion.

I’m completely out of my calm zen centre – fuming.

the doorbell rings as I light my incense

meditate my arse!

I thunder downstairs and throw open front the door

‘What?’ I yell before I’ve seen anyone

the postman looks shocked

I take stock of myself

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I put a fixed smile on my face and mutter ‘Sorry’

“Package for you.” I sign for it, my rage ebbing, contrite at having been rude, the cat sneaks out the front door

I close it anyway, the package isn’t even for me. I control some inner swear words

I take some deep calming breaths,

stomp back up the stairs to my cushion and incense

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