I had practiced mindfulness meditation before, but not with any regularity until last summer. I was suddenly deeply depressed over the death of my daughter 4 years before, and my therapist whom I saw for help suggested starting with just 3 minutes. My symptoms started easing and the therapist suggested 20 minutes which I simply couldn't imagine having time for so we ended at a compromise of 8 minutes. I meditated for 8 minutes every morning before I left for the gym. At one point things were going so well that I was pretty sure traffic patterns were even in my favor. At Christmas my sister said, "You're different...you're happy...it's weird." Meditation is genius in its simplicity. Through simply sitting I went from a being full of despair to describing myself this way: I am love.
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