I am more than half way through my attempt at 40 days of yoga practice and found this week that five days on and two off worked with everything else going on. I even managed to avoid too much protest of my son in the morning.

With all these other things on my mind, I am finding it difficult to shut out the noise. The constant conversations in the back of my head are exhausting. However, I can’t remember a time when stress did not affect my digestive system. While the going-ons are manifesting themselves in my right shoulder, my belly has been fine.

I have also felt settled, with an determination of taking my time over things, trying to focus. Because really, let’s face it, I am not working in the ER. So I am chipping away. One item on my list at the time. So it felt quite rewarding when a friend commented last week on how calm I seemed. (Take that stress monster!)

Yesterday I bought a meditation cushion. It is a beautiful blue. I will be sitting on it tomorrow morning at 5:45 am. My morning practice that I am carving out of my usual routines, step by step, shaping this amazing space that allows me to visit myself every morning…