Day 929: Oh yeah, meditation

Be right back, folks!


It’s just a minute, but I’m trying to do it every morning. And I almost forgot after just one day! What a goof.

Prepping for the radio show tomorrow, and I think it’s sell-by date has definitely come and gone for me; it’s fun, sure, but it’s become more of a chore than a joy at this point, and I’m looking forward to the break. Maybe not leaving radio for good, and doing more pick-up, fill-in kinda stuff, but the weekly rigamarole of doing music research and planning is YAGO at this point, which is something I’m striving to avoid.

I feel like I’m at a point right now where I’m thinking about the next thing a lot but not doing much about the next thing, which I need to shake out of. There’s a lot there to explore and unpack with my wife, and I need to start building habits now that will let me sustain it while still working on a Master’s, which is also going to be pretty all-consuming. So I’m’a try to chip away at it a little each morning concurrent with this, so that the transition is pretty seamless when it comes.

Day 928: a little meditation

I’m going to take another kick at the meditation can, with the wrinkle that it’s going to be a morning thing, not an evening thing. Evenings just never worked for me for some reason, but mornings are spaces where I can (usually) carve out a couple of minutes, and the idea of a bit of centering before I plunge into the day is a nice idea.

Probably after exercise, though.

With 72 days to go in this thing, I’m still feeling good and positive about ending this on a high note. The June depression definitely hit me hard healthwise, which is a hill to climb (again), but I’m trying to take some positive steps to keep that from recurring, both at work and by trying some new stuff — like meditation — to fend off future episodes of all that hibby.

Exercise is the prescription from the doctor, and that’s back on track now too, which should be helpful.

Day 382: Sweating

Just coming off a pretty good workout — wondering if sweat is the demarcation line I should be looking at. I’ve mentioned this before: I sweat buckets. It takes me a while to get there, but once the faucet is on, it runs.

I’m wondering if the “feel good and accomplished after the workout” effect is related to that. Not directly. Otherwise I could just go to a sauna and feel jazzed all the time. But whether the mechanism that gets me revved up enough to soak through my shirt is the same one that releases the… endorphins, I guess?

So I’m in the post-exercise glow and wondering why I don’t always exercise. But mentally conscious of the many times I’ve gotten up and said “I can’t possibly exercise”. And also the many times I’ve half-assed it.

I think it really is a matter of not letting myself get distracted: vector straight from bed to energizing music to working out. As little thought as possible between them.

Meditation? Went okay. I like the “guided meditation” bit because there’s at least a voice there pulling me back on track, as opposed to just having your eyes shut and wondering how long it’s been and when you can stop.

Day 381: Meditation?!?

Okay, well, I’ve tried it before. It hasn’t worked for me. But here we go again! My wife’s been using a particular meditation aid app. Somebody gifted her a year-long subscription. And after sustained use, they gave her a gift code for a free month. She gave it to me.

So I’m’a try meditation again. This is something I’ve dipped into and out of, but honestly, probably not since before I got married. As anyone who has listened to 15 seconds of this knows, “quieting my mind” is not a strong suit.

And yes, I know that that makes me the sort of person who should meditate. Get bent. You’re not introducing new information.

See? “Get bent?” Clearly I need to mellow out. Meditation ho!

I did get back on the checklist last night. Felt good.


Day 169: Meditation for non-meditators

One thing that I keep meaning to try is meditation. My wife just finished a book called “making the mind your ally” or something. Her takeaway was “Meditation sounds like an amazing tool. And I wish people who do it all the best.”

Which is kind of my take on it too. I’ve tried it at various points in my life. It doesn’t take.

This, however, seems like it might actually have some traction. 

It’s cute, anyway.

I’m not sure if there’s a kind of person who is predisposed to meditation, or if it’s a skill one learns, but it is absolutely not in my DNA. It takes a certain amount of space in one’s life, first of all. Time, etc.

And… I don’t know. The meditation people I know are invariably the people I’d expect to be meditation people. I’ve never been surprised by a meditator. I mean, surprised by the fact that they meditate. Well, both senses. Nobody has ever startled me through meditation, either. Which means something.

Either meditation people were always meditation people, or meditation turns people into meditation people.

Neither of these things are super palatable to me. I’ve never been a meditation person, so the former is right out. The latter… I like meditation people just fine, but I have no desire to have that whole… deal… going on with my personality.

So I’m back on track, gingerly, after a half-week of self-care. But I’m not taking on anything new. Certainly not tackling meditation just yet. Maybe I’ll read up on it again. Maybe reading about meditation is how I meditate. Whoa.