For a long time I have been trying to mediate consistently. I know it's good for me, actually more than good for me, I think it's probably vital to my health and well being. However, I am a slackard meditator. Days, weeks, and even years have gone by without me meditating. I don't know why I have so much trouble with this seemingly simple and straight forward exercise. All I can say is that it's just easier not to, especially when I really need it, when I find myself in one of my typically stressed or highly emotional states-normal ways of being for me.
Carl Jung liked to say that it is only in middle age that we began to realize that the sun is no longer rising, but beginning its descent. As I start my sixth decade, I know that I have choices that will make my life better, and choices that won't. Knowing that sun is sinking makes the choices a little more immediate and a little more urgent. I hope to make those right choices, but maybe even more importantly, not to despair when I don't.