1,092 invitations

I woke up this morning searching for something to write about.

Lying freshly awake in bed, I flipped through the ideas emerging in my head. I paused at each to see how far creativity could take the story before tossing it and moving on to the next one.

Then, I landed on this: I’m practicing.

Each new day is an invitation to practice.

What part of this blogging thing is being practiced right now?

The practice is showing up for practice. Getting in the experience of it.

Putting my fingers on the keyboard with enough awareness to learn something about myself as I shape ideas into blog-like words and share them with you.

Sure, I want to write the most engaging, insightful, helpful blog with just the right amount of science and story, word count, and wisdom. One that you can't help but share will all you're friends.

But the fastest way to get somewhere like there is often to start right here

My bouncing knee, the particular tension in one spot in my neck, the pull to switch tasks every 143 seconds, and the discovery that the words seem to flow more easily into Notes on my iPhone than onto pages at my desk.

Eating is like this, too.

Most people don’t think of eating as a practice, but it most certainly is if you approach it that way.

Each time you eat is an invitation to learn something about yourself, your body, and your relationship to that food in that place with that person in that situation.

This discovery is essential to mastery.

And as long as we're alive, we have to eat, giving us endless invitations to practice. Just 3 meals a day becomes 21 possible practices a week, 90 a month, 1,092 a year.

If you showed up to even half of those as ‘practice’, do you think you could learn a little something? Refine a little bit?

Yeah, I think so too.

See if you can spot the next invitation to practice.

Greet it with a “Hello” and get curious about what’s there to discover.

Let me know what you find!

I’m rooting for you 💪❤️🙌

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