I wake up, feed the cats, take my supplements including a concentrated CBD paste, then stretch and meditate in my darkened room with a sleep mask, sitting in a relaxed but yoga-like position, with knees bent and the soles touching, hands nested on my belly, my back straight but with support.
Then I stay there, watching my breath, getting distracted, returning to my breath, getting distracted again, etc., for around seventy minutes!
When I come back out, I make my morning coffee.
I have been meditating every day for the past seven years.
I used to do forty minutes, but right now I’m really enjoying the really long sessions, so I go with it.
It gets to a point that if I move my arms, even with eyes closed and a sleep mask on, I can perceive the movements like the ghostly shadow of the change, as if the body is also “seen” by another movement-based sense, and it manages to imprint itself a bit into the optical system. I don’t know quite how to put it into words, and it happens every single time, it’s happened hundreds of times.
Meditation is like a low-key, healthy and daily psychedelic experience. It’s beautiful, one of the best things I’ve ever done in my life.
They’re gonna get uber-librul Nancy Pelosi to cut the ribbon at the ceremony!