We sit and we sit and we sit. Some days there’s ease. But some days for me anyway, there’s just sorrow or anger or fear. And I really don’t want to be with it.

And yet I’ve noticed there’s a resilience that emerges when I practice turning towards difficult moments and memories, and even towards the things I’m sure will be hard in the future (tipping a hat to Mark Twain*).

But that begs the next question for me. Which is, is it possible to turn towards the really hard stuff with not only resilience? Is it possible to turn towards it also with love?

*“I’ve suffered a great many catastrophes in my life. Most of them never happened.” ~ M.T.