When I get up in the morning, usually half asleep, I put my two feet on the floor and move toward my cushion.
On good days my busy mind hasn’t fully awakened which means there are spaces of time when the mind is relatively quiet. Ah!
I usually focus my awareness on one of the senses: It might be simply observing the feeling the breath at the tip of my nose or the expansion and contraction of my lungs. And I breathe.
It’s very likely that sometime during the sit thoughts will arise, some happy, others worried or sad. Remember, I’m meditating so I must observe the flow – not the content.
Or, it might be that as I am more fully awake, my body begins to feel tight, perhaps anxious. That’s when I stay focused on that tightness and just watch. No other agenda, no other goal.
I meditate to meditate.