This morning I sat for my 500th meditation session since starting to use the Timeless app.
I’ve been meditating at least semi-regularly for around ten years. I’ve cycled through multiple apps in that time, so I don’t really know how much total time I’ve spent sitting.
But I know I started this some time ago, and I still do it. Almost every morning I wake up ahead of everyone else in the house to make time for it.
I know the day feels different if I don’t make time for it. Not necessarily worse, but different.
I know that it’s something I’m comfortable doing even though I’m not sure I’m doing it “right.”
The effort itself helps.
It’s a steady presence. Even though no session is the same as any other, the act of sitting, breathing, and not trying to restlessly chase some kind of input to fill the time… It’s a reminder that when I need to, I have tools to help me step back and find my balance.
Seeing the numbers used to make me feel like I was doing something wrong. That breaking the chain was a failure of character.
But the timeline is longer now. I can see I don’t need to be perfect at it to get value from it.
Every session is practice, even after ten years.