I went to meditation today for the first time in over two years. When I stopped my practice (over two years ago), I was broken inside--my heart was shattered--and the ashram reminded me of what I saw as failures. I've 'planned' to go back many times, but always begged out. Tonight, after a blip of doubt, I buckled

It has been a wild month.  One full of gnashing teeth, fur, and claws. Transition and change. I think many people feel like at some point, life should feel "normal." Things should even out. I wish that were the case, but it seems that we are always in transition--always opening and closing, changing and shifting. Some shifts are