the beginnings of a new ritual is forming. with no more commute and places to go in the morning, the freedom of a morning ritual is open before me. i tend to like the mornings a lot more than late evenings. from the first cup of tea to the morning meditiation, it feels so freshing and invirgorating. as i lite the my favorite tibetan incense, i am reminded of the peace that eludes me more and more everyday. it had been almost three days ago since i last medidated and it’s definitely taken a toll on the state of mind. from a general mental discomfort to phyiscal achness, i notice these subtle mis align state of being. the ability to be attune to your state of being is refined with meditation. the irony of of course is that the more i meditate, the more out of whack i feel because of my lack of discipline. the discipline to do yoga at least 3 times a week and meditate on a daily basis. previously, i had the excuse of working for the man as the inablity to do these precious activities, but now i have no excuse. so i can use the excuse that i am always working on orange but i won’t buy that any more. there are no more excuses for me. it highly possible that my lack of discipline is directly correlated to my motivation in spiritual practice. just as i am highly motivated to do all these orange activities, my movitation for spiritual practice is not strong enough to result in the discipline that i want. at some point in a spiritual practice, one needs inspiriation. i think i’ve reach a level of practice requires a little kick in the ass that a inspiritional teacher will provide. it’s a hard path to walk upon. to find the balance of a daily life and the inspiration of a morning ritual.
