Seventh day:
I didn’t get much sleep. I woke up between 12:00 and 1:00 noon. I was working at 6, so I took the opportunity to edit yesterday’s post. I wanted to do some of the meditations, but in the end I got involved and couldn’t do any of the challenge exercises. I always tend to procastinate and leave things for the last moment, with the positive and negative that entails, especially negative.
My body is tired of having slept little and I plan to recover today and tomorrow. The party was very worthwhile, I was dancing when the sun appeared over the sea. My shift at the bar started at 6 o’clock and ended at 1:30 o’clock. It was a good night, people had a great time.
At 1:30 I set out to take my conscious walk, together with a co-worker who normally accompanies me home on a faster route, this time I accompanied him on his usual route. I won’t deny that we discussed work nonsense, but I kept my mind focused on exercise. The night is quiet, I love to walk at night in solitude. The mind is more alert and with it also the instinct. When we arrived at London Road Park our paths separated and I continued to enter the darkness of the night forest, leaving a companion a little worried. Walking in semi-darkness is very intense, it forces you to sharpen your senses, it challenges you. Not to mention that you obviously have to avoid meeting dangerous subjects, and that makes you a little nervous.
Time ended and I doubted whether to do the meditation there, sitting on a bench in the dark, or at home, which made me lazy. I did the 30 minutes there. The difference between how I feel the trees varies a lot between day and night. If during the day the trees are an active energy and that, say, invites you to move and harmonizes you at night the trees are asleep, their energy at night is very relaxing. The energy of the grove itself. Meditating at night in a park is not the best of ideas. It’s risky to some extent and that’s going to affect meditation. I’ve managed to get into the meditative state easily indeed, I think the energy of the trees at night has been able to help, as well as the daily exercise, obvious. I have deconcentrated many times since there were more people in the park, a man in fact passed by my side and that deconcentrated me quite a bit, I had to make sure he did not stop or go back, to run if necessary. But when nothing happened I continued meditating, and again, connecting a little with my psyche was surprisingly easy considering that two seconds ago I was fully alerted by the passer-by.
My reflection for today is: There is no better place in the world than your own bed. Bona nit! (well it’s already day here)
