Today before work I made a smart move.
After fuzzcare, before coffee/shower, I gave the boys some bully sticks to work on and consequently got an undisturbed 15 minute sit session in. I might have to avoid meditating on the couch in the future if I have to go to work, though, since right after finished I put my head off to the side and promptly fell asleep. Thank God I woke up before I had to be at work, though I was late.
What stood out about this particular meditation was feeling a sense of relief as I settled into it. My being was looking forward to it – perhaps sensing benefit already even though a week of meditation at home hasn’t shown profound results as a few days at the monastery did. 🙂 Also, I thought the timer was broken…15 minutes seemed to take an awfully long time today even though my brain wasn’t particularly noisy.
Of course, I am writing daily. That’s an interesting “side effect.”
I would like to figure out where the meditation session fits perfectly into the daily routine, though.
I seem to crave routine now when it used to be something I hated unless there was great variety. For example, when I was in school and worked 3 completely different part-time jobs: Tutoring, body piercing, exotic dancing. 🙂 I can’t say I was very well-balanced during that time, of course, and that is what I am seeking now. Balance, peace, bounties of love and joy, serenity with planned chaos and adrenaline-laden activities.
Just keep practicing, right?
I will find the way.