Reboot Day 86: Perking Myself Up

This evening’s med­i­ta­tion ses­sion went a lit­tle bet­ter than my recent norm. I think this is because I spent the half-hour before bounc­ing around my lounge, tidy­ing up to music. It helped ener­gise me a lit­tle, I think. I shall have to do that more often.

This is two prob­lems with one solu­tion, per­haps: my flat tends towards mess, so maybe if I spend a lit­tle while tidy­ing up before I med­i­tate each evening, the flat will get tidier and my med­i­ta­tion will get better…

Reboot Day 77: Things On My Mind

A com­bi­na­tion of drowsi­ness, think­ing about my cousin’s wed­ding yes­ter­day, and think­ing about my first half-marathon tomor­row, all dis­tracted me from my sit­ting today. I found it very hard to focus. I kept try­ing for the first half, but in the last half of the ses­sion, the drift­ing­ness of near-dreaming got to me too often for me to keep my mind on the job.

Still, I sat for the whole fif­teen min­utes, back­ache and dis­trac­tion and all, and I’ll sit for fif­teen min­utes tomor­row, prob­a­bly in the morn­ing before I head out. If I try and sit cross-legged for fif­teen min­utes after I’ve done a half-marathon, the chances are fairly good that I won’t get up again…

Reboot Day 71: Some Small Success

MorningMy sleep last night started the same way as all the oth­ers so far this week: I felt too awake to sleep prop­erly. I lis­tened to a pod­cast to help me con­cen­trate on some­thing and calm down, Gil Fronsdal’s talk on Eval­u­at­ing Your Prac­tice, which had some great advice in it.

And then, accord­ing to my Sleep Cycle graph, I was out like a light for a solid six hours, right in deep sleep. I won­der what was dif­fer­ent last night from all the pre­vi­ous nights? Maybe my per­sis­tence is sim­ply pay­ing off.

What­ever hap­pened, I seem to be in a bet­ter place this morn­ing. I had a cup of cof­fee (pic­tured — that’s the actual cof­fee I drank this morn­ing) and then I thought about med­i­tat­ing. And, hav­ing maybe learned from pre­vi­ous mis­takes where I’ve thought, “no, I’ll do it later” and ended up cram­ming it in at 10:30pm, I sat down and meditated.

Another change I made today was a slight tech­ni­cal adjust­ment. I use pzizz as a med­i­ta­tion timer at home. Since I started this “reboot” of my prac­tice, I’ve had it set for a fif­teen minute med­i­ta­tion, with a chime every minute. When I first started, I found this was help­ful in bring­ing me back to the room. I’d often drift away dur­ing the course of the minute, and the deep, calm sound of the bell — it’s a real bell sound, not some com­puter chirp — would bring me back.

Recently, though, I’ve been find­ing that the bell has been feel­ing more like an inter­rup­tion. So today I stretched out the bell sound to once every three min­utes. And that seemed to work well.

I don’t know whether it was the good night’s sleep, the early med­i­ta­tion, the gen­eral per­se­ver­ance, last night’s pod­cast advice from Gil, the change to the “bong­ing”, or whether I just got lucky — prob­a­bly a com­bi­na­tion — but this morning’s med­i­ta­tion was really, really good. I sat, I counted breaths, I just kept on count­ing ten breaths and start­ing back over again. Sure, I could feel my mind being uncer­tain, and quest­ing, quest­ing for some­thing else to think about, for a dis­trac­tion of any kind, but when it drifted, I just brought it back to the breath and car­ried on.

So, pretty damn good, all told. I think I’ve made some more progress. This week’s les­son may be to make sure I stick to things — if I set out to do some­thing, like get­ting more sleep, and it doesn’t seem to be work­ing out, just stick with it, and see what happens.

More tomor­row, as always.

Reboot Days 60 & 61: Average-to-bad

Missed blog­ging yes­ter­day, but I didn’t miss med­i­tat­ing — just got a call from a friend that ate up my blog­ging time. And I’ve just med­i­tated today.

On the other hand, while I was okay yes­ter­day, today I might as well not have both­ered, it seems. Dis­tracted, tired, think­ing about the future, about the past, about the bouncy tune that’s Babysham­bles’ Beg, Steal or Bor­row… Pretty much think­ing all the time.

Still, some days just sit­ting down is enough. And at least I got around to in and sat on my arse for 15 min­utes. It’s all practice.

Any­way, best go, so I can try to get to bed as early as pos­si­ble, catch up on some sleep, and see if I can do bet­ter tomorrow.

Reboot Day 59: Breathing or Calm?

I think falling asleep for an impromptu nap a half-hour before my med­i­ta­tion helped this evening. Cer­tainly I wasn’t as sleepy as I could have been.

Today’s ses­sion prompted me to won­der if count­ing breaths is the right thing for me. I had some real moments of calm mind­ful­ness, good lit­tle chunks of time — before, inevitably, I thought “hey, wow, I’m really calm,” and broke the spell :)

Any­way, those moments seemed to appear when I stopped count­ing breaths. They actu­ally seemed spon­ta­neous; I’d feel like it was a good idea to open my eyes, and just be calm, right there, and I did, and it felt… right.

Per­haps this is one of those times where I have to deploy the fac­ulty of dis­cern­ment and decide whether to go with what feels right, or to stick with the count­ing breaths, or both — per­haps count­ing breaths can help to get me into a state of mind­ful­ness, but then it helps me to give up the count­ing in order to expe­ri­ence it.

Hmm. Food for thought, any­way. I shall con­tinue exper­i­ment­ing tomorrow…