A long time has passed since I last journaled.  Basically, Oliver was born, and it's gotten harder and harder to consistently meditate each day.  I'll find stretches where I can do it, but stretches where I can't are common enough.  The reason is that our mornings are largely spoken for (yes, even to the minute, let alone 10–20 minutes), and I don't feel comfortable meditating and leaving Oliver alone.

Anyway, I'm getting back into it with the original Take 10 series, and it's feeling great!  One thing I noticed today is that I do feel like I can be present and curious with each breath in a way I couldn't before.  Like, the idea was to treat each breath as something new, but I kind of had to force that idea, because a part of me felt, "But really this is almost identical to the last breath.".  I might have been missing the forest for the trees, looking too close to the breath, rather than focusing on the experience of the breath, which really did feel new each time today.