A Client’s Poem

March 29th, 2011 3 comments

Today’s post is a poem a client wrote and sent to me. I asked if I could blog it. He said, “Yes, but please don’t include my name.”

Here it is…

Morning practice

I wake up, groggy and confused

Is it really time to get up?

I don’t want to

I turn over and sigh

When I get out of bed I have to be mindful

It always takes me a few minutes

The long process of coming out of hibernation

I rise and dress; go to the bathroom

I take my mat and my bench

and assume the position

I breathe in, and calm my body

I breathe out and smile

I try to be mindful first thing in the morning

For at least 10 minutes

Its not as easy as it sounds

Your body plays tricks on you

My forehead starts to itch, or I feel like I need to use the bathroom

Even though I just did

These things used to annoy me

Why are you fighting me, mind?

Now though, they just make me smile

I smile at the things my mind throws in my way

And I smile at myself

I know there is no fight here, except the one that I start