I have meditated on and off for years. A few months ago, I decided to get serious about it but life intervened and it got shuffled to the wayside. My psyche hurts a great deal these days and i decided it was time to dust off the zafu and begin again.
Zafu is a meditation cushion that I use to sit on the floor with. There’s nothing magical about sitting on the floor, but I like being at the same height as the coffee table which is where I have all the accoutrements of my meditation practice – candle, Tibetan singing bowl and hourglass.
The hour glass is actually 15 minutes which is all I can manage right now. I feel virtuous if I do 15 minutes and downght self-righteous if I turn it over and do 30 minutes.
The meditation space is beautiful. I worked to make it so. Beauty is an important value to me. There is beauty in fine fabrics, symmetry, black sand falling through delicate glass.
Meditation will be good for me. I can feel myself coming back to myself already.