06/21/2026
11 months ago, I decided to commit to practicing mindfulness meditation every day.
Before that, I would practice for a week and then miss a few days. Or practice for two weeks and then miss a week. I kept coming back to meditation and seeing the benefits, but I couldn’t maintain the consistency I wanted.
So I set a goal of practicing every day for 200 days (my previous longest streak was 178).
In January, I hit that goal.
This morning, I reached one full year of meditating every day.
Here are a few things I learned:
If you want something to be a priority, you have to make it a priority.
Scheduling meditation immediately after I wake up (and use the bathroom) makes it much more likely to happen. Fewer opportunities to get distracted.
If you want consistency, you have to let go of perfection.
Some mornings, 20 minutes isn’t realistic. But 5 minutes of mindfulness is better than 1,440 minutes of mindlessness.
I can’t wait for perfect circumstances.
Some mornings, people are talking. The cat is making a ruckus. My mind is racing.
If I wait for complete silence, my practice won’t happen. More importantly, I miss the chance to practice accepting life as it is.
A less-than-perfect practice still counts.
A distracted mind still counts. A short practice still counts.
Showing up matters.
Over the last year, my practice has deepened, but I’ve also let go of striving to be mindful every second of every day.
Instead, I’ve settled into the practice with greater ease. I’ve become more familiar with my body, my emotions, and my thoughts, allowing them to be just as they are.
In the end, that’s what mindfulness is all about.
Be well, y’all.
P.S. Happy Father’s Day to all the dads out there.