I’ve been trying meditation for 500 days. Before this, aside from the moment of rest at the end of yoga class, I never meditated at all. Who has the time? So, I was surprised to learn, instead of taking, it gives me time. Honestly, I always thought it was just way too much nonsense to be real or helpful or that meditating was for eastern religious people or those who’ve gone off the rails. (Maybe I have finally gone off the rails?) It was during those moments, though, in that restful Shavasana corpse pose at the end of yoga class, lying prone atop my mat on the hard floor, limps spread wide, that I first experienced what meditation could give me: nothing. Absolute nothingness. And I wanted more of it. It would happen sporadically; I didn’t know how or why, sometimes it did and others it did not, but one minute, at the end of class, I would laying on my mat and the next I would reappear, my body still in the same place, but my being (?) returned from a void. It wasn’t sleep because I was always remotely aware. But it was a sort of detachment from […]
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Published on February 20, 2021 07:11