My fiancée is at work. The two fluffy cats are sleeping on the couch. Now is the perfect opportunity to try my hand at meditating for the first official time. At this point, I haven’t done any real research on the proper techniques of meditation. I am only going off general knowledge and informal sporadic reading.
I close my eyes and focus on my breathing. I am sitting cross-legged on my bed, leaning on some pillows against the headboard. I place my arms resting on my knees.
My mind is racing, thinking about everything I have done in the day so far. I am thinking about what else to post on my meditation blog. I am thinking about all the coffee I drank today. When my fiancée will come back home from work. The two cats on the couch in the other room. How tired I am. More and more thoughts are flowing through my brain.
I’m feeling restless. I hear tiny footsteps coming towards the bedroom. I open my eyes, seeing one of the cats sitting in the doorway. What the heck is human doing? The cat has a puzzled look on its face.
Displeased with myself, I get up from the bed after a failed first attempt. I head over to the kitchen and drink some water, the cat following me. After a few moments, I take some deep breaths and tell myself to try again, this time really, really focusing on my breathing.
I walk back to the bedroom, hop on the bed and again sit cross-legged, my arms in the same position as before. The cat jumps on the bed and sits next to me, grooming herself. I close my eyes again. I focus on my breathing. I take several deep breaths. I see nothing but the darkness of my eyelids. My mind goes blank. I can feel my breath through my chest. In. Out. In. Out. Breathing through my nose and feeling nothing but air passing through my lungs. In. Out. I can hear the cat grooming herself right next to me but I ignore it, instead using it as a metronome for my breathing. In. Out. In. Out. Nothingness… Breathing… Grooming… This goes on for what seems only a minute or so.
It gets hard to focus. I am once again thinking of random thoughts and random subjects. I try to re-focus on my breathing. It’s a constant battle between my two states of mind- breathing concentrations versus my racing thoughts. I can’t get back to the meditative state. I open my eyes and look at the clock. Five minutes went by. That is definitely too short, but it’s a start. I have a lot of work to do if I want this to have a lasting effect.
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