Samael's Workbook: Meditation in LD

Instructor: waving on oceans
Start Date: Saturday, May 8, 2010

Week One:

Assignment: Comment on Jill Bolte Taylor's Stroke of Insight.

Thoughts:
- That reminds me, I have to do my laundry. I was actually trying to get that thought out of my head while I was meditating earlier. I guess I succeeded.
- On trying to call 911: I've actually had that problem in a dream. I tried to call 911 but ended up with 119, 901, 109, etc. That's what clued me in onto the fact that this was a dream. I find the similarity interesting, but it would be scary to experience this in real life. I almost think I wouldn't recognize the severity of the situation, thinking reality must be a dream.

Quote:

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This is so cool ...but I don't have time for this.

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- My first thought upon breaking my ankle. "Hey, it doesn't even hurt... I'm not going to be able to walk for weeks."

In conclusion: this sounds scary. Can I achieve "Nirvana" without the massive blood clots?

Week Two:

Assignment: Two individual sessions of meditation, fifteen minutes each. One in the sun, one in a dimly lit room.

Part One: Sunlight

Tuesday, 8PM. The sun is just starting to set, and patches of direct sunlight are still hitting the ground. I sit down on the grass in the back yard. The tree beside me is covered in flowers, and the petals are falling down and landing on me. I brush them off, and lean back, setting my hands on my knees.

I keep shifting position. The ground is lumpy, and I move forward a few inches. I'm thinking about the layout I'm going to use for this workbook. I catch myself, bring my attention back to the present. Open my eyes a bit, look at the green grass. My attention starts to wander again. I'm thinking about a Tai Chi form, how it would be nice to do that right now. I feel like moving. Tai Chi barefoot on the lawn. It's warm enough for people to turn on their air conditioning. I consider what backyard would work well for workouts. This grass gets torn up while doing a kata, even if I'm barefoot. Maybe gravel or pebbled concrete, with raised, built in planters along the edge. Maybe a pond at the end, that in dreams I can use as a portal back to Lux -

I catch myself daydreaming. Look at my stopwatch, which reads 00:07:45 exactly. I didn't even make it halfway.

It works better for the second half. I close my eyes and focus on a bright blue energy. I lose track of time.

Check my watch again. Two minutes left. I lie back on the ground and relax. When my watch finally beeps, I was just starting to fall asleep. It was just starting to work. My, what a pretty bright blue that sky is.

Pros: feeling more energized, nicer surroundings.

Cons: distractions (noises, pretty flowers, people cutting through the back yard to go smoke pot behind the garden shed...)

Part Two: Dimly Lit

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Journal (keeping track of meditation sessions):

Sunday: None
Monday: None
Tuesday: Evening, 15 min.

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Part Two: Dimly Lit

Saturday Morning. I sit down in the corner of my very messy room, with earplugs in. I can still hear the TV and the washing machine downstairs. I check my watch at 00:07:20.

Pros: It's not raining indoors. Fewer interruptions.

Cons: More noise, less "in the moment" things to focus on.

Revised Journal, Week 2

Sunday: None
Monday: None
Tuesday: Evening, 15 min.
Wednesday: None
Thursday: None
Friday: None
Saturday: Morning, 15 min.