9:20am
Today I meditated cross legged on my bed. My hands rested on my knees, palms facing the ceiling. I centered myself by inhaling for 3 and exhaling for 4. I thought about how it would be nice to lay down and close my eyes, but my body is too tired for that and I would end my meditation groggy instead of clear. I thought about work and how I will have to leave soon to go there and how I don't want to think about work but I can't help it. I thought about what I would have to do. Will it pass quickly. Weird habits. And I thought about are we entitled to anything as humans. And the answer was no. We aren't even entitled to tomorrow, but we live as if we are. We get caught up in the safety of schedules and to-do lists. Then I wondered what am I? Am I really so different from a dog or cat. I live off of instinct as well.
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Meditations
Non-FictionI started to meditate to help with my anxiety, but as I learned more about meditation, it opened my mind up in unexpected ways. This book is a simple guide to starting your meditation practice and a log of my spiritual journey.
