I'm not a snob about contemplative practice. I see zero shame in scrolling through Instagram during moments like these. I'm not trying to maintain monastic levels of composure throughout the day.

I just decided to explore what would happen if I fell back on what has proved paradoxically comforting in the past when waiting for potentially terrible news.

There’s something liberating about feeling at home in both the story of your life and the direct experience of living it. 

Try pausing right before
and right after 
undertaking a new action

Brother David Steindl-Rast