When I went to bed last night, a fine cold mist hovered over the landscape. I stubbornly refused to crank up the heat in the house, but piled blankets on the bed and filled a hot water bottle and slept comfortably the whole night.
As I sit to meditate, I wrap up in a blanket. The cat snuggles up against me on the couch. I have to breathe through nasal congestion for a while until it loosens. Thoughts of ordering a neti pot. Thoughts of my choice of taking a daily vitamin pill. I left my bottle of vitamins in my locker at work. No problem, I have a bottle here at home too. Thoughts of taking a correspondence course in meditation. I've done this before and not seen it through. Thoughts seem to dominate this session. I get lost in them. When I become conscious of thinking, I return to the breath, which by now has become easier and natural. I make small adjustments to my posture which slumps slightly now and then. Even with the blanket wrapped around me, I am cold. I rearrange the blanket to cover my head as well. Thoughts of ordering a quartz crystal space heater, supposed to save 50% over traditional heating methods. Time seems to pass quickly this morning.
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