With the help of technology, this is being posted while I am in the middle of a week-long silent meditation retreat. Actually, it’s not the middle, it is day two.

For me, day two is the toughest day. My back is hurting as I sit in one position for eight hours a day. “No moving!!” is the reprimand of the meditation leader if we scratch our nose or reposition our posture.

My mind has moved past the relief of being in a beautiful setting and away from email. It is resisting my attempts to focus on my breathing, to letting go of my random thoughts, judgments of fellow meditators not sitting still and how stupid I am for being here in the first place.

Day two sucks – I’d rather be watching cable.