Through the years, Iāve had periods in my life where I feel so overwhelmingly good that all my daily spiritual practices (yoga, meditation, prayer, Big Mind process, relatefulness, spiritual study, etc) fall to the wayside.
When I feel super awake, connected to everyone and everything, able to flow with whatever is happening, in an unshakeable trust that Basic Goodness is all there is, itās really easy for me to go: Well, this is it. Iām done. No point in doing any practice of any kind anymore.
And thatās not to say that I abandon practice entirely. I still lead my sessions online a few times a week or whatever, but the underlying attitude in me is this is all optional.
And yet, the feedback that I keep getting from Life is that I do, in fact, need practice.
Thereās something about making the daily commitment to presence, to myself, to Spirit, and dedicating one or several periods of my day to some form of spiritual practice that is just so nourishing.
And when I stop doing it, itās like if I stop doing physical exercise. After a while things start feeling kinda stagnant, and my way of being in my life gets wonky. Iām more likely to make choices that could hurt me and the people close to me.
Iām grateful that I can always come back to the routine of one or more daily practices. It feels healthy. : )