i try to pause
to breathe and relax
ahhh . . .
nope, argh!
here’s where my intentions
meet the momentum of
my habitual doing-ness
my mind left to itself
freaks out a little
it encounters boredom
and that’s not easy
so the mind begins to think
story upon story
it gets enthralled
in rehashing history
or plans the next meal
or finds itself in amazing daydreams
or simply nods off for a while
or it invents an urgent task
and finds itself half way across
the room before noticing
it’s no longer pausing
yup, it’s not easy
yet there is a longing
that calls me back to myself
that knows
and i try pausing again
and it becomes easier
and funnier