Why Do We Stop Doing the Things We Know Are Good for Us?

Remember the blue sky. It may at times be obscured by clouds, but it is always there — Andy Puddicombe

Why do we stop doing things that are clearly good for us.

It’s a good question. I wish I had the answer. However, I know when I do engage in the things that are good for me, I feel better.

Today, I decided to meditate after a few months of absence.

For me, meditation isn’t about embarking on a journey to an esoteric state of self-awareness or embarking on a destination of nirvana and releasing myself from physical or psychological suffering.

These things will continue to find us all.

For me, meditation is much simpler.

Meditation is where the external battle of our day-to-day responsibilities comes to a momentary closure. Momentary is relative. For me, it’s about 10–15 minutes a day.

Meditation is where I acknowledge the myriad of thoughts, some useful and some stupid, that are conjured up by a past that’s no more or a future that’s yet to be.

There are no mantras. Only the song of silence. There is no set goal, except to be aware that you are breathing and having a human experience.