Ohhhmmm. Or something like that.

Yeah, you’re probably surprised.

Ohhmmmmm.

We’re learning meditation. I’m not giving away the way we do it (or we’re supposed to haha) because the teacher needs to make a living too, right?

I talked about this with Britt for a while, and the doctor agrees. This might be a good thing for me. Stuff about staying alive and such, which sounds good enough to me. So we looked up a few meditation places here in K’sand and called them.

They’re all kind and cool people, but some of them were a bit on the floating end of the spectrum, I would say. Power to them but they didn’t sound like the kind of people I could handle.

Meditation is really one of the weirdest things I am trying to experience. It’s a whole lot of doing nothing when you look at it. And that makes that a lot happens inside, in places you can’t see or think your way into.

Even worse: the more you try to think, the less effect it has. You have to basically tell your mind to shut the fuck up for a while. Ehm. Right. Yesterday’s first lesson was more a wrestling match. The teacher had to laugh when I told her that. And of course, Britt said it was cool to do.

While it’s me who has to get the knack. Oh well. I have the instructions to keep practicing and Britt to keep an eye on me. And next week the teacher comes back to check on my progress. Hell, if I can shut up for a few minutes that would already be progress hahaha.

Okay, here is a little thing I can share. Do it, folks. It’s good for you. (Or so I’m told, so far hahaha!)

Published by Macey

I'm into writing stories for fun.

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