My sit came at an unexpected time today. I was waiting for a client tonight who called and said he couldn’t get through a police blockade on Pacific Coast Highway to make our session. Something about a gunman, SWAT team, and news helicopters. The way was blocked.

In that moment, my clinical office became a mindfulness meditation studio. I found an hour to meditate at the end of my workday, alone, in the quiet. The time on the cushion was sublime, sweet. Food for the soul.