The school pool is not kind on Monday. They don’t heat it over the weekend so it is cccccooolld!
I didn’t think today’s meditation would happen in the pool, but it did. After my laps I decided the temperature was tolerable enough.
I floated for about 10 minutes with the buoy between my knees, bouncing myself off of the walls and lane divider as needed. Last week the divider was my “wake-up bell.” I tried to appreciate the coolness and the benefits it may provide to my body, despite warding away a cold that is trying to sneak up on me – though I feel no worse for having been in cold water instead of heat. I appreciated the buoyancy of the water and the way my skin and the body of water embrace, giving thanks. I may have even remembered to watch my breath for a few moments. 🙂
I observed as thoughts of yummy pervy pleasures floated into my mind, as they seem to do every meditation, sometimes coming with a strong wave of ecstatic recall. The ice bath kept that heat at bay, but I took time to consider the reasons these thoughts keep deciding to show up during meditation.
My rationales include meditation fighting for space in my brain’s pleasure centers and second chakra (power, sexuality, money, creativity) programming. My unofficial meditation mentor Andrew (A new BFF I met at Blue Cliff) said that they are normal thoughts to come up and that he just observes their passing. I’ll keep both my over-analysis and his suggestion for practice in mind. 😉
addendum: Andrew-san also relayed that “The traditional abridger antidote is to meditate on the body and how its a sack of bone, pus, and muscle.”
A sexy sac of pus. *grin*
Eventually, the coolness fought for attention and won, aided by my bladder.
Tomorrow I should just, ya know, sit.