One of my favorite metaphorical representations of meditation is the mind as a river. The water flows. Sometimes leaves drop in, or fish swim by, or rocks get picked up by the current and tumble through, kicking up silt and debris. And you don't have to shield your mind's eye from those distractions. You are allowed – encouraged, even! – to notice them. Then the water clears up, the river continues to flow, and you’re still sat on the bank, softly focused.
How To Be Happy For Your Friends
How To Be Happy For Your Friends
How To Be Happy For Your Friends
One of my favorite metaphorical representations of meditation is the mind as a river. The water flows. Sometimes leaves drop in, or fish swim by, or rocks get picked up by the current and tumble through, kicking up silt and debris. And you don't have to shield your mind's eye from those distractions. You are allowed – encouraged, even! – to notice them. Then the water clears up, the river continues to flow, and you’re still sat on the bank, softly focused.