I've come to the conclusion that my soul is inherently restless (see yesterday's post).
This week I've been working on some exercises in meditation and the practice of "wordlessness". It's not working. Not even a little bit. Ok, well maybe the verbal wordlessness is not such a problem for me (I can happily go for hours with little to no conversation), but to quiet the mind and the constant chatter going on in there…
Yea, that's a whole different animal completely.
Practice makes perfect.
Deep breaths.
Pearl Jam.
Solitude.
Every day, even for a few minutes.
This week I've been working on some exercises in meditation and the practice of "wordlessness". It's not working. Not even a little bit. Ok, well maybe the verbal wordlessness is not such a problem for me (I can happily go for hours with little to no conversation), but to quiet the mind and the constant chatter going on in there…
Yea, that's a whole different animal completely.
Practice makes perfect.
Deep breaths.
Pearl Jam.
Solitude.
Every day, even for a few minutes.
1 comment:
Very well put. I feel like you're singing my song :)
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