Meditation

Here I am, sitting on a train travelling back from London on a Friday afternoon, writing direct to computer. I’m thinking about some of the things that have pre-occupied me this week. There is so much chaos around for me at the moment. As an antidote to all the upheaval I am meditating regularly.

I have created a small “shrine” in the corner of a room. It is nothing sacred or special in the traditional sense. I used an upside down cardboard box covered with some really nice blue material. Then I placed a Tibetan singing bowl and a small oil burner on the top. It didn’t feel quite right, until I had the inspiration to place some cards on the top with pictures of Tibetan Buddhas (Vajrasattva, Medicine Buddha and Buddha Shakyamuni) on them.

I am sitting for about 20 minutes each day, and am contemplating a range of topics:

• Fear of death
• Fear of loneliness
• Fear of success
• Beauty
• Creativity
• Tranquillity
• Power
• Peace

Sometimes I just concentrate on the out breath and try to still the mind. These seem like two very different types of meditation, each with their own place. It’s curious, almost like a neurone realignment takes place after meditating. I feel like a different person.