Why I Practice Mindfulness

I practice mindfulness so I can be present to address the ongoing fucked up shit going on in the world.

I practice mindfulness because I have twins who will be thirteen soon, and, because, well, teenagers. . .

I practice mindfulness because people are relying on me to hold space so they can share their concerns and hopes and challenges safely and comfortably.

I practice mindfulness because I know that when I go down a devolving path of cognitive squalor I don't help myself or anyone else.

I practice mindfulness because when I am in a state of equanimity I am able to make the best decisions.

I practice mindfulness because I need to be able to counter White supremacy and systemic racism and institutionalized bias and extremist laws and policies and beliefs.

I practice mindfulness because there is nothing more luxurious than the calm tranquility of my breath going in and out of my body.

I practice mindfulness so I can have freedom from choice, so that I can remain detached from my feelings, emotions, and desires.

I practice mindfulness so I can respond instead of react, so I can be discerning, so I can make wise choices, so I can drive impact and affect change.

I practice mindfulness so I can build trust and connection, and experience the vast dynamism of the human condition.