I think I’ll start meditating consistently again. Sometimes I’ve noticed that meditation gives me a feeling like that of being on holiday. (I suspect that the operative word there is ‘being’). It’s only three days into a week off work that I feel relaxed enough to understand my life as a whole, rather than a series of milestones. I think I often mistake this feeling and attribute it to fine dining, alcohol, good weather… or a view of the sea: an unanswerable expanse which makes us feel calm or reflective or alive depending on its own mood.
I’ve also noticed, when meditating, that a memory will often appear out of nowhere. I’m not sure whether this is the busy mind attempting to reassert control, or a kind of reward: the still waters of the mind allowing a peaceful image to surface instead of their usual boisterous demands.… Continue reading...
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