When in Limbo, Hit the Cushion

I find that during periods of major change in my life, the notion of a daily meditation practice is met with a mental aversion so strong that even looking at my meditation cushion ready and waiting for me in the corner makes me groan. This weekend I had this conversation with my meditation cushion a couple of times:

Cushion: Hey there, loser.
Emily: Ugh. What do you want?
Cushion: C'mere. Time to sit.
Emily: Not now. Later.
Cushion: Now. What are you doing that's so important?
Emily: Um, a million things, obviously.
Cushion: Liar. You're not busy.
Emily: Sure I am.
Cushion: Yeah, okay, whatever.
Emily: You know what, Zafu? You're a jerk.
Cushion: You know what's worse? You're afraid. (More)

Source: Beliefnet