I lie down on my bed and after my daily prayer, start to meditate lying down. I try to draw om in the dark space in front of me. It’s hard to get a clear image of the om. The trailing silver line in pitched dark fades and I try to retrace my path but after few attempts the art become laborious. Focus then switches to the breath through my nostrils with distant voices in the night. Unfortunately I live near a campus fraternity house and they are not particularly a quiet bunch.
So many thoughts come pouring, one being what I will write tomorrow on the blog. I think about booking my airline tickets and preparing for a client meeting. Some past memories that pain me become vivid. I traverse through multiple thoughts, memories and emotions at the same time. It’s incredible how fast my focus is lost and I totally forget what I started to do or was trying to do. Involuntarily I lay on my side and then pretend to continue meditating, I try drawing om again, this time golden but it fades soon and I am left with one thought, tomorrow I shall try meditating on a sitting posture and doze off..
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