Meditation as a vague concept to me is an effective waste of time. You sit upright with an empty head and think nothing. This practice is far too contrary to my New York lifestyle to be anything viable for practical living. But when you hustle your life so hard that you don’t feel anything at all, you realize how useless you actually are without meditation.

In this article, I present my humble and unprofessional testimonial experience with meditation and how it works for me. Maybe it can work for you too.

At times in your natural life, you experience moments of serious feels. These feels can be defined as vividness in your human experience at a given time. The things you do and the way you feel are all in relation to each other and, when their combination is right, refers to something I refer to as being in your right mind. Scientists call it being mentally stimulated.

These feels which occur are spontaneous—they’re fleeting. Maybe you had sex, or took heroin, or beat a lot of people at Smash Bros and are thus in a killer mood; until you’re not. To get back the feels, some may find it necessary to re-up on this stimulation junk in order to re-elevate to a proper mood.

Behaving in such a way puts you at the mercy of your earthly desires. This can be difficult situation to handle, as earthly desires are a limited resource. At some point you will either run dry yourself or run dry your fellow human-kin. Either way, you’re not being fully self-reliant.

Mindfulness, achieved through proper meditation, is a means of controlling this fluid state of comfortable thoughts.

This is the point where I suggest you sit upright and begin to think comfortable thoughts to blow through your skull like a cavern with no people in it, not even yourself. It’s not as easy as that, of course, as meditation is a deliberate action which brings you into a state of spontaneity.

It’s a natural tendency to encounter, whilst you sit in your effort to reach a meditative state, the ridiculous noise which attempts to quantify your life and keep you from silence. Dealing with this is something of a paradox; whereas you wish the nonsense of your troubles would stay quiet, it can be counterproductive to deliberate silence for the sake of itself.

A basic Buddhist idea dating back to 150 A.D. states “Form is no different from emptiness, Emptiness no different from form.” Meditation in its proper definition can happen once you allow yourself to find vividness in your surroundings. Do this without forcing the process. When a wind of ideas blows through your quiet, cavernous skull, don’t shoo them away to opt for silence. But at the same time, don’t seek achievement with your meditative state and the thoughts it may bring.

A central point to meditation is the idea of a center in itself. Focus on your breath, you will often be told. This is true, but focus is a difficult word to comprehend in this regard. What I’ve experienced is pulling yourself from your troubles and ideas and plans and all temporal things which make up your objective-based life. Focus on this process of pulling away from the noise. You have to try very hard for a brief moment to not be influenced by the things in your life.

After this, cease the deliberate action and just perceive: ideas will float through your mind— do not disdain them, but do not betroth them either. Let them go, as new ones will come.

Then when you’re not sitting quiet in your comfort, consider these concepts and apply them just as well. The physical act of mediation is just bringing you back to mindfulness. Be meditative all the time. As Jack Kerouac once advised to capable young thinkers: “you’re a Genius all of the time.” It’s just a matter of realizing this self-evident truth within yourself.



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