Wednesday, March 14

distraction is easier than focus

Yesterday, as a distraction from the tooth infection, I weeded, mowed, pruned, and went to the backroom gym. Great! Topped that off with an evening jog in the park, aiming to improve on last week (when I had managed half a mile before injury). This time, I retired on the verge of re-injury at the half-mile point - a kind of progress.

Slept for 10 hours, and then tried meditating for 5 breaths. Half an hour later the most I've managed is two and a half breaths. It's amazing how many tangents the mind can come up with. A favourite trick is to veer off and imagine all the people you'll tell about your meditation success. Ha! I'm sure it wasn't this difficult in the past. Now I need to get up and bottle the next brew before work.

Lightning Hopkins was born 100 years ago. Possibly the best ever blues for when you're stoned.


  1. Distraction never works for me when I have teeth problems. My hands are busy but my brain picks at it.

    I hope you get it sorted soon.

    I always thought of meditation as something I did for myself, not something to tell other folks about. Maybe I'm doing it wrong.

  2. Albert? Nice to see you've started meditating. I think I'll give up now. Hotboy

  3. I say!

    In MM I's day, folk used to get all their teeth pulled as a 21st birthday present. What an excellent idea - why have things changed?

    MM III

  4. Nanners. On the contrary, you're doing it right. My mind's playing up mischievously.

    Hotters. There's nothing like a crisis to bring on a sudden piety.

    Mingers, Albert's so decrepit he'd need to have everything pulled.