After seven weeks of stress (starting with a car accident when someone ran a stop sign), I have a chance to take an hour-long meditation session led by a friend. When I had a grad school professor who required meditating, I resisted. After all, I was a busy grad student trying to finish a degree and write a thesis. Relax? What nonsense. I had things to do!
Now, though, I see the value of slowing down every now and then. Besides, I can support a friend and recharge my inner batteries all at the same time. I may have recharged just a bit too much this time. The moment I sit still to watch television, I nod off. Then I rouse and rally ... then I'm out again. This cycle repeats probably five times. I force myself to stay awake through the end of the show.
I mean, no way am I going to bed at 9:00 p.m., relaxed or not.
Okay, yes, yes I am. It's a side affect of meditating. That's my story, anyway.
