The message of consistency especially intrigued me both in the sense of daily, ongoing practice and the deep sensation of smoothing the physical body out. I have kneaded bread and the transformation from pasty, sticky to smooth and elastic dough is a clear image. I trust that if we just keep going in our practice, day after day, changes will occur.
At first I struggled with finding mental space and time; as I continued each day it became easier, more natural. Now I am finding that I look forward to my morning practice and that other times seem to open up naturally throughout the day to continue it. If I find myself getting impatient, for example, that’s a wonderful time to work on my own practice.
Reflection is itself a practice, and like a physical form, I think it involves a process of calming the mind, slowing down the rush of new ideas, projects, solutions, plans that have been a large part of my daily routine. A mind racing here and there does not allow feelings from the heart to be heard. This is still challenging me.