This morning I sat with the breeze blowing lightly into my room and my cat walking back and forth in front of my lap. He nudged my hands with his head and, in a manner more mindful than possibly ever before, I pet him while I meditated. I pet him as my meditation.
The neat thing about meditation - to me, anyway - is that it can be anything. It can be chanting or sitting or breathing or petting a cat who loves the vibe of a mommy who is taking some time to connect.
It was really neat for me...and I think he dug it too.
Namasté
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