I Threw A Chair

I fucked up. We all fuck up. This was a big fuck up. Never have I ever thrown a whole chair before now. (Usually my need to throw things is done in private. Maybe I should throw things in private more often?) Annnddd.. my life is going through a wee bit of a giant unfolding right now. Not an excuse, but I also need to find some grace for myself to be able to get up in the morning.

Every moment of every step is brand new even when you think it’s not and especially when you know it is, no matter how much your practice and sit on your cushion - sometimes you’re going to fuck it up.

Hopefully not a whole chair throwing in front of your kid kind of fuck up, but i want to own it. I want to process it here in my space of cathartic writing, because I am not perfect.

Meditation doesn’t make you perfect.