Lessons From a Ladybug

<p>So I went into the garden, per usual, to meditate. Which I do, ya know, to learn to be more humble, patient, compassionate, detach more from my selfish egoic desires.</p> <p>I went with my cup of coffee and cozy blanket. I like to be comfortable while I address my attachment to comfort.</p> <p>There was a problem. This lady bug was in the corner of my chair. Given I have nurtured so much compassion with all my meditating I got very close to Lady Bug to have a deep, personal, and considerate conversation with her. (<em>I do feel like she was female-identifying.</em>) I gently shared that I would be moving her to a different location.</p> <p><a href="https://medium.com/read-or-die/lessons-from-a-ladybug-25e2e75294b5"><strong>Read More</strong></a></p>