Thirteen

This weekend was the first time I bumped up the time from just five minutes to near about ten.

I must say, doubling the time allowed for double the scattered thoughts to manage. I noticed that it was very hard to release my thoughts and just Be with myself at around the 3/4ths mark.

I have no real measure of exact minutes because I tend to just set my alarm and share that time. What would be the point if I were constantly checking the clock to see where I was when I was?

I am very excited to continue working my time up and growing, in kind.

What a beautiful day. Thank you Spring.

Thank you Self.

-Gerry