top reflective essay editing website ca professional dissertation introduction writing websites for university narrative essay personal experience msc thesis foreword top dissertation methodology writer website for university

Learning to sit still. My race to meditate

Anne Look in slow motion. Should be something of a David Attenborough series. Episode 1: series 1, 2013 was Monday night. Here’s a recap if you missed it. I raced from the depths of brook green (there’s a customs there on entry via Hammerswmith and City line) to Holborn after work for my very first meditation class. Now, I’ve had some practice at visualising techniques over the years – my swimming squad had a motivational coach, but I definitely can’t claim familiarity with the humming of the “O” symbol…..or whatever it was? (There was a print out with a lot of words on it, none of which were “long-sleeved peacoat in electric blue” or “Balmain sweatpants with knee ribbed detailing” – no, I’d arrived in the ‘humming only’ section of the city.

A few people of late have made bold declarations; all arriving at the same conclusion. I need to sit still. Obviously absurd (she writes, while typing this as a draft on her phone, standing on a packed underground en route to the office after a night darting about the city in the great chill and then hitting refresh on my laptop until 1am (to book the appointment that will ensure my life remains busy)….more of this to come. Ironic, innit.

Sorry, I digress. Let’s go back to being still. The Diamond Way Buddhist Centre is a community run initiative in London’s Holborn, established to lead meditation classes for busy people living or working in London who want to learn to meditate with authentic Buddhist methods.
Public meditation evenings are Mondays and Thursdays and are open to anyone with an interest. i.e, me.

I followed procedure for the Beginners’ night – which runs on Monday evenings at 7pm and are especially suited for those who are new to Diamond Way Buddhism or to meditation in general.

sitstill

Not one for small talk but always one for a cuppa and a biscuit, I looked skeptically around at the calm and (slow) nature of those around me. I took a sip from my boiling broth and pondered. “If the meditation starts at 7.20 and the Buddhist practitioner then gives his 30-minute introduction to Buddhism in the West and then a 20min guided meditation – I should get away to meet Mass for dinner at, um…..oh dear. Will be late.

I panic in the middle of the talk.

Can’t get to phone.

Will be late.

Anxiety.

Must remain calm, relaxed

– I am none of these things; I look around at the peaceful souls humming and conclude. I was completely failing lesson 1.

The lesson comes to an end and I’ve fallen in love with the instructor. Calm, sweet, cute. I snap out of it – its 8pm and I need to be in Liverpool Street. I thank him and dart off.

I thought about my session on the tube a short time after. Everything the instructor had said about the practice of Buddhism is common sense. Yes these teachings are etched in tradition but yes they can and SHOULD be adapted into everyday life and senses. Mindfulness is a common theme – and an important one. Why are we always in a hurry when time is happening now? How much are we missing by waiting on tomorrow? These are all things we know and contemplate daily, hardly ever doing what it takes to put the discipline into motion, and just be. Okay. 

My Sydney life was mostly based on discipline, motivation and health. It’s got me to where I am today; of this I am sure. If I can find a way in my busy modern international life to incorporate some of the exact same principles (which I believe are reflected in the meditation) – then life and its many rolling obstacles will be of little issue or lasting consequence.

Nothing sticks, and that’s okay.

I will keep up the practice of mediation as my goals are clear; burn away all the meaningless worry, stress and anxiety and reveal the now. Mindfulness is there somewhere, hiding in the pile of stuff our every day lives consist of, to do lists as long as the arm –  urging us to succeed and do things bigger, better.

What if a shift in perspective is all that’s needed for all to be well and what if everything that’s happening now, big or small – is exactly in its place. As it’s meant to be.

Let’s imagine for a minute this beuaty. be perfect in our imperfections. Now, Not later.

Instagram

This error message is only visible to WordPress admins

Error: No posts found.

Make sure this account has posts available on instagram.com.