How to find inner peace from the comfort of your couch (Take 2)

This is not how I look when I meditate.

This is not how I look when I meditate.

I sat down to meditate the other night, feeling virtuous. Fifteen minutes later, the timer went off, and I realized I had just spent my “meditation” time thinking about tacos.

If the purpose of meditation is to get out of your head, to find some inner stillness, I was definitely doing it wrong. If the purpose was to ponder whether mushrooms or black beans would make a better vegetarian taco filling, then it was a smashing success.

Read more...

How to achieve inner peace from the comfort of your couch

Ridiculous_Meditation_Photo

This is not how I look when I meditate.

The other night, I sat down for a brief meditation. I was feeling the weight of the world on my shoulders, too much to do at work and at home, my head spinning with obligations and what-ifs. I needed a few minutes to decompress.

I sat there, legs crossed on the couch, listening to the chatter in my head, plotting strategies at work, rehashing yesterday’s meeting. I sat there until I dropped into that place where, for just a few seconds, the talk recedes, and I can feel myself sitting on the couch, breathing.

Read more...

My husband makes me coffee

Todd-OrientalMy husband makes me coffee every morning.

But not just that.

He mail orders the finest beans and grinds them fresh, seconds before plunging them into boiling water. The idea of an overnight timer is sacrilege to him. We are talking quality coffee here.

But not just that.

He delivers it to me in bed. Every weekday, I wake up not to an alarm, but to him opening the blinds and placing on my nightstand a steaming mug of coffee. (The mug has been pre-warmed with boiling water, so as not to cool the precious liquid within.)

Read more...