Mindfulness is simply about stepping back to see the world with a little more clarity and appreciation.
When I began my mindfulness journey and meditation practice about 8 years ago, I had no idea the impact it would have on me.
All I knew at the time was that if I showed up, every morning possible, to sit with all my feelings, sensations, and thoughts, I could learn to master them.
And although I’m nowhere near that lofty goal (nor may ever be) I can say with profound certainty that I am an entirely different person than I was at 21.
Through sitting day after day in guided meditation, I learned something so powerful, something that meditation inevitably teaches at one point or another: Gratitude.
Reflection
I am blessed to live in a world where this is possible for me for even the tiniest amount of gratitude offers the largest amount of joy.
As some of you who know me know I have a really hard time making up my mind.
I officially created this blog sometime in 2018, then deleted it, then brought it back, then did nothing with it, and then this year decided to re-write the original posts written mostly while backpacking Europe in 2021.
This is my very first blog post (for the third time).
As I sit back and reflect on the reason for re-writing this post and the effect I hope to achieve, I remember the first time I practiced meditation and the beginning of my blogging journey too.
As I wrote about in Mindfulness & Meditation, I was spending the summer of 2016 in gorgeous Colorado, working and traveling in and out of a family friend’s basement, as carefree as any 20-year-old could be.
My space during that time of transformation consisted of boxes and boxes of random trinkets, a huge flatscreen TV, a maroon leather couch, two lounge chairs, a broken treadmill, a bookcase filled with children’s books, and an old basketball arcade game in the corner.
In that stuffed basement, I realized that the clutter really bothered me. I was born a natural minimalist, able to get rid of almost anything at any point with ease (sometimes with too much ease).
Surrounded by all this stuff, I also found myself drawn to the stillness of the present moment, sitting cross-legged in the middle of the cluttered room using a simple meditation app to guide me into a ten-minute meditation.
The app was called Headspace, and at the time it was just a catalog of ten or so guided meditation packs recorded on a decent microphone by the British co-founder and former monk, Andy Puddicombe.
As I sat in that cramped basement throughout that summer listening to Andy’s calm, clear voice, I began to notice a greater sense of calamity and clarity within myself.
I noticed things I never did before, like the hum of the A.C. running in the background, the itch behind my left ear, the faint smell of mold, and the delicate weight of gravity.
I started paying more attention in conversations too, feeling my emotions and reactions play out inside me. Meditation began to change my relationship with my thoughts.
I was practicing, as one would learning an instrument or riding a bike, how to be aware in an unaware world.
As I began to awaken, I noticed the world still asleep, unconsciously riding the motions and getting caught in terrible situations, having no idea how they got there.
It’s mind-boggling to me to watch people run back into toxic relationships, ruminate about how they look, consume entertainment to satisfy an illogical hunger, and beat themselves up over the smallest things.
In that moment of stillness, I realized what a simple yet profound activity meditation was, the art of awareness.
Then slowly, over many mediations, I also learned how to take my practice beyond the nice, quiet setting and into everyday life with all its hecticness, busyness, and complications.
I observed my relationships, my work, my passions, my habits, and my desires. Everything I did became more mindful and more deliberate.
The coolest thing of all is I still practice meditation through Headspace today. It has become my lighthouse, my beacon if you will, to return to when life gets in the way of living.
Meditation, as if God had planned it, was the only thing I had ever turned into a solid routine in my whole life.
It just somehow made sense to meditate. And even though it came naturally to me, anyone, anywhere, at any time can learn to meditate.
All it takes is a little willingness to sit, be present, and observe the mind.
Encouragement
Once, while anchored in a powerful meditation, I heard Andy describe meditation by way of five affirmations.
These affirmations were not necessarily put in order, but they made the most sense when the first step was achieved before the rest.
I encourage us to speak these affirmations each day (even if they aren’t your cup of tea, trust me, they work)!
First, you are capable, knowing you can truly do anything you put your mind towards.
Second, you are calm, using your breath as your anchor.
Third, you are clear, knowing where you’re going and what you’re doing next.
Fourth, you are content, understanding that you already have everything you need.
Five, you are compassionate, speaking your love languages loud and clear.
Underlining all these steps is the awareness of our thoughts, sensations, emotions, and surroundings. Without awareness, we cannot reify change.
Also, lastly, compassion is the entire motive of meditation. Without it, our practice will have little meaning or depth, and will most likely fade away with time.
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