So now it it not uncommon for me to be thinking about my ovaries... yes this is what I think about during the course of the day... come on ovaries... grow those follicles. I hope they are listening.
Meditation is not a foreign concept to me and I hope to further explore it once my thoughts are in a less risky position. My first encounter with anything resembling meditation was during yoga several years ago. To my complete horror there was chanting in a class that I attended. I was just not ready at that point. I did not buy in to the concept. I went to yoga so that I could get my splits back and have an excuse to do handstands... not for chanting and meditating or anything remotely spiritual.
This past year I changed my mind. I was no longer content with the merely athletic type yoga class... I wanted more. I tried new studios... studios where meditation was a part of every class and I was sold... I am sold. I was even set on going to an actual shambala centre in ottawa to do actual chanting but then my logic kicked in and I thought that spending an hour wrapped up in my head at the moment could actually be a disaster.
I will revisit it when things change... so for now all I can do is will my follicles to keep on growing.
Well that and continue to escape daily through my always entertaining cats...
|How can anyone not love this face! Little One put on a nice little show for me this afternoon!|