And tapping in to more
I’ve been dabbling with the thought of picking up the practice of meditation for some time now. A couple attempts happened several months ago thanks to the very well designd and implemented Headspace. Unfortunately, I hadn’t quite hit my own tipping point just yet. I was close enough to know it was coming, but not far enough into it to force the issue. I went through three of the guided sessions (I think) over the course of two weeks before owning up to the fact that I was failing at my endeavor.
Four or five weeks ago I made a second stab at it. After two or three days of doing it within the same week followed by a second week of semi-victory I was feeling pretty good about my direction. Further, it felt like the time spent was actually fruitful. No mindnumbing experience, no zen. But a recognition of what was actually going on and a glimpse at what could come of it.
I’ve yet to hit a true cadence to my meditative practice, but I have in fact become more mindful. The last few weeks have been hit and miss as far as consistency are concerned. Even so, I have been more aware of what is happening inside my own skull. The processing of emotions, the ensnaring of mindless thoughtfulness, and the overall calm that can come from the mind’s greater stability have all been foretasted already.
So much so, in fact, that I began two weeks ago trying to help my son begin his own miniature version of things. When he begins to let his emotions fly and fully reacts to a situation or command instead of processing it in a mature, “big-boy” manner I’ve been coaching him to breathe deeply and think. In those moments, if possible, we go sit down in another part of the house — away from the instigating context — and have “quiet time” for two to three short minutes.
Similar to his father’s experience, he seems to already be catching a peek as to the utility of the half-assed version of the practice we are employing. This has been seen by his own self-wrought quiet times as well as an impromptu session we caught him guiding his sister through one morning: “Hands down, sista! Yes, yes. Like dat. Naow. Breathe. *Loooooooong breath* YES!! Just like dat, sista!”
Enter today. I’m tapping out on having a mind racing. I’m tapping out on stewing being the normal means of handling noxious emotional states. I’m tapping out on all the undesirables that come along with having a storm raging in my own head.
And so, the alarm is set for noon. A good midday break will be multifariously helpful. My current plan is to hit that every single day for two weeks, no exceptions. I plan on using Sam Harris’s shorter guided meditation video to help keep me on track during my time.
I’ll be reporting back as the days go on regarding my mental well-being, snags I’m finding in my practice, and any other insights that may be worth mentioning.