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Daily Meditation

  • reedantonich
  • Mar 18
  • 3 min read

I open my eyes and I’m standing just beneath the summit of a large basalt mountain facing a white painted wooden crate on four wheels with castors. I use a drill to take out the four screws securing the lid to the box. I remove the lid, leaning it against the empty crate.


My personal laptop is stacked on top of my work laptop, and I set them both in the crate. There’s no work I need to be doing right now. I set my phone, keys, and wallet in the crate. I don’t need to talk to anybody, go anywhere, or pay for anything right now. I lift a large rustic wall clock from the ground and set it in the box. Time doesn’t matter right now. I set the wooden lid back on the box and secure it with the four screws. I look down at my feet and start to walk, noticing the smoothness of the stone with each step. A follow spiral stairs carved into the summit, and after a few moments I am standing on the peak beneath a canopy of autumn colored deciduous leaves. Though it’s difficult to see through the foliage, I know the mountain is surrounded by water on all sides. I sit down cross legged on a soft mount of dirt and grass before closing my eyes. Tools that I’ve made previously rest to my left and just behind me. It’s quiet aside from wind flowing through the leaves.


I begin breathing in for four counts, holding, and then releasing. The air that enters my chest is bright light that I feel fill my entire body, all the way down to my toes. My exhale resembles gray exhaust. I do this until I’m satisfied with how much of my body the light has filled and how much weight I feel has departed through my exhales.


My next inhale is deep and slow. I start pulling this next breath to my nose, and light begins filtering up through the ground and into the base of my spine. As the same breath is pulled deeper into my chest the light flows up through my spine to the top of my head. I then release the breath, letting the light spew up and out from the top of my head, flowing around me like a fountain. I spin the fountain flow counter clockwise. It circles around me forming a sphere. When the pouring light reaches my feet it’s pulled back in to keep the sphere flowing in, up, out, and around me.


I take another breath in and begin counting on the exhale, noticing what feels like water being poured over my head. I notice physical feeling of each bit of surface area from the tip of my head down to my chin as the sensation flows downward. As the flow travels I relax each bit of my head, face, and chin. I take in another breath. On the release the flow travels down my neck to my shoulders like water, letting out tension. I continue this process down my arms, hands, chest, abdomen, stomach, waist, legs, and feet. By the time I reach the number ten, the flow has covered my whole body. I’m physically relaxed, and all touch-sensors covering my body are on simultaneously. I feel the ground pushing against me from below and the air pushing against me everywhere else. All physical and mental noise has cleared. When an unwanted thought comes, I briefly create a small opening in the flowing ball of light surrounding me to let it out. When an unwanted physical sensation comes, I flow back over it and relax that part of my body.


I then consider many things that I’m thankful for in that moment, sitting with the gratitude. I then imagine a moment of love and bliss that I’ve experienced, letting it wash over me. I sit with it a moment before expanding it out to wash over the world. I then imagine somebody that may have wronged me, vividly picturing what had happened. I do my best to meet them with compassion, considering what I have gained from the situation and remembering that people in pain cause pain. I then try to forgive them, noting if I’m successful.


Finally, I consider many of the things that I am, believing that I am who I desire to be. I express gratitude once more, noticing that my entire body’s worth of sensors are still awake. When I’m ready, I count downward, opening my eyes to a richer and more vivid world when I reach the count of one.


 
 
 

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