After the guided meditation, there was silence. My mind screamed for action. Images flashed through my brain trying to find a home. Slowly, the level of activity in my mind decreased and I found small pockets of calm. Before I knew it, the guide requested us to open our eyes. I slowly unlocked my stiff legs, moved my body back into position and glanced around the room. People seemed to be going through the same motions as myself. Waking from a dream.
As I was coming back to the present, a funny thought ran through my mind. I pictured my wife asking, "Did you make any friends at meditation?". My response was "uh, don't know. They don't seem to talk much." My thoughts were interrupted by the moderator announcing that there was a video of a monk talking about meditation. She gave us some background which included that she had copied this at her mom's house, but her mom stressed her out and she only made a few copies. Her Mom stresses her out? Wait, I thought meditation made you stress free? I sensed a flaw.
Still, as I put my shoes on and walked towards my car, I felt lighter, happier. Could this be? How long would it last? I knew then that I would be back next week and probably the week after that.
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