The daily practices of mindfulness and compassion are far easier to spout on about than actually accomplish. In recent months, these seemingly simple things have awakened demons (namely Guilt and Anger), brought about radical questioning into things that I had always considered to be rock solid (the work I do, the attitudes I hold), and have made it virtually impossible to take for granted all of the many things I just considered to be part-and-parcel of being me... Waking up, it seems, in metaphor certainly as much as in tangible reality, is far harder than going to sleep.

I am focussed on this path though, take it one step at a time, and look for guidance wherever it comes from.