Sunday, March 20, 2016

March: The Month of Meditation, Part II


I’ve always viewed meditation as, well, kind of boring.  I knew that there were tons of positive psychological and health effects related to meditation.  But I barely have time to exercise and eat right.  In an ideal world I would meditate…but in an ideal world, I would also floss regularly, clean my baseboards, and not crave McDonald’s french fries when I’m stressed.

Despite my admittedly low expectations, this month has been incredibly interesting.  I’m not necessarily getting the most out of it (more on this in a later post) but it’s forced me do some things that are completely and utterly out of my comfort zone.

One would assume that mediation is meditation is meditation.  NOPE.  I tried three different classes and my experience with each one was radically different. 

As a disclaimer, I’m describing my experience of these classes with the understanding that just because something didn’t work for me, it doesn’t mean it’s not a good fit for someone else.  I found all of these through the very elaborate method of Googling “meditation St. Louis” and picking three with times and dates that work for me.

 
Class 1: The Meditation Lounge, The Healing Arts Center
This one was located in the basement of a strip mall off of Manchester.  The Healing Arts Center does mostly Reiki, I believe.  I used the bathroom before the class started and instead of soap, there was salt.

 I did eventually locate the hand soap.

The meditation room was large, with no windows and an altar at the front.  There were a variety of jewel-colored cushions and blankets set up on the floor, with a choice to have your back against the wall if necessary.   There were about 8 other participants, male and female, ranging  in age from late 20s to early 40s.  It was the first time there for about three of us.  

The woman that led the class sat with a variety of large crystals surrounding her mat, including a crystal ball in her lap.  There was incense.  At the end of the class, she mentioned that she was a clairaudient and clairvoyant Spiritual Consultant.
  
That probably paints a very specific picture of this meditation, but you know what?  I liked it.  It was a 40-minute guided meditation with visualization, with the guide suggesting step by step of what to picture.    Every once in a while, a phrase would trigger my inner eye roll and I would have to force myself to not get hung up on it.  Despite this not being my scene, I still dug it.

Cost: $10.  Would recommend for: Someone that has a high tolerance for hippies and wants to try meditation in a low pressure way.  
 


Class 2: The Zen House
This is located in a Webster Groves residential neighborhood.  It's a Soto Zen center.  The introductory class is focused on people interested in learning more about Buddhism and meditation; plus, it’s a required experience for students taking college level comparative religious courses.

Before the class, you are sent a ton of material, covering everything from Soto temple etiquette to background reading about sitting zazen and learning more about Buddhism.  I read it all. 

As I was reading, I stumbled upon this quote. “Fathom the unfathomed state. How do you fathom the unfathomed state? Fathomless! Such is the essential art of zazen.”  It was at that point that I realized I probably stop reading and just try it.

There were only two other people in this class, one computer programmer and one student.  You leave your shoes outside in an enclosed porch, and let yourself into the house.  There are two adjacent rooms with black cushions set on the floor.  You begin in the first room, with a younger Buddhist monk (student monk?  I'm not sure of his title) giving an introduction to Buddhism and Zen meditation.  You then move to the adjacent room, and the abbot/Reverend of the Missouri Zen Center joins the group and leads a 20-minute meditation.

Unlike the other meditation class or even the apps that I’ve been trying, this was done in total silence.  Facing a blank white wall.  It was right at dusk, so the light in the room got progressively lower.  It felt purer, in some ways, as I had to actively manage my mind when it wandered.  It was also a lot more difficult. 

After the meditation, the Buddhist monk talked a little more about Zen and answered questions.  I understand about a third of what he explained, mostly because I know so little about Buddhism.  A couple bits of this evening still stick out to me, and I keep thinking about them. I think I'm going to do it again some time.  While Buddhism isn't necessarily for me, I do think that the method of meditation is worth pursing. 

Cost: Suggested $10 donation.  Would recommend for: Someone interested in the religious side of meditation or interested in Buddhism.  Or anyone open to trying something completely new.



Class 3: Sahaja Meditation
This class is held at the St. Louis Public Library.  That alone makes it automatically a bit awkward-- lots of background noise of doors slamming and kids crying.  There was only one other participant that day.

We sat on plastic chairs in a rather sterile meeting room.  The guide lead us through a series of exercises designed to balance your energy.  It was a lot of touching your different chakras and quietly saying things like, “I forgive myself.”  Then you are supposed to place your hand about an inch from the top of your head and see if you felt warm or cold air or anything.  The guide was also avidly interested if we felt anything in our hands.

While the guide was super nice and you can tell it worked for him, at one point I was convinced that he was going to have me pat my head and rub my stomach at the same time.

Cost: Suggested $10 donation, but he didn’t take my money.  Would recommend for: Someone not that interested in the breathing side of meditation but interested in a convoluted routine?  Sorry, I’m not selling this one very well.  I guess checking in with your body and taking time to go slow is good for anyone.  
 

Wednesday, March 2, 2016

March: The Month of Meditation


I’m not a particularly zen person.

I like lists.  I like order and organization and color-coded files.  I get riled up by politicians and misogyny and people being wrong on the internet.  I don’t lose my temper very often, but I do have a pronounced sense of justice and fairness.

Faithwise, I’m a generic “mostly believes in God but not sure of the rest” person.  I was raised Catholic to the point of First Communion but not quite to Confirmation.  I pray occasionally, mostly to express gratitude or ask for strength. I like the idea of organized religion for the sense of community and traditions but not for the harsh rules. 

All of this adds up to a person with zero experience in meditation.  This month is outside of my comfort zone, in a big way.  During the month of March, I plan on meditating once a day.

I’m taking two approaches to this.  I’m going to try to learn to with the help of four phone apps.  I plan on trying each of these for the duration of at least a week:
I’m also going to attend three different beginning meditation programs.  They range in formality from one that is offered for free at the public library, to one that recommends researching Buddhism, Zen, and Zazen before attending.  Mostly, I’m going to try to be open to learning something completely new and a little uncomfortable.

That’s a zen way of thinking, right?

Monday, February 29, 2016

February: The Month of Early Mornings, Part III. And so the month is done.


 

Drumroll, please.

The Cons of Waking Up Ridiculously Early:
  • Waking up early is really, really difficult (for the first hour after you wake up, especially when trying to convince yourself to get out of bed).
  • I miss a lot of time with my husband in the evening.  The kids are in bed by 8:30.  If I want to wake up at 5 a.m. I should be in bed, with the lights off, by 10 p.m.  I never seem to have enough time to simultaneously spend time with the husband, sleep, and do stuff like cleaning or projects around the house.   
  • Our house is old and creaky and so my son has started waking up quite early as well.  He seems happy about it…my husband, who now has to get up when I head off to the YMCA to work out, is less happy about it. 

The Pros of Waking Up Ridiculously Early:
  • Waking up early feels awesome (an hour after you get up).
  • I’ve been exercising regularly.  Which also makes me feel awesome.
  • I’ve been eating a healthier breakfast.
  • I AM SUPER DUPER PRODUCTIVE.  I cleaned out my entire laundry room this weekend for the first time since I moved in the house…four years ago.  It’s swept and  organized.  It’s glorious, to the extent that a clean laundry room in an unfinished part of the basement can be glorious. 

And without further ado, let me present my monthly recap.

On a grading scale from A through F, how would you rate this?  Did you accomplish your goal?

This was a solid A.  The pros outweigh the cons in my mind.

It really is amazing how much of a difference this makes in my productivity levels and my willingness to exercise.  I’d recommend it to anyone—but make sure you also adjust what time you go to sleep.   Otherwise you’ll be cranky and sleep deprived and not at all more productive and you’ll be secretly angry at me because this didn’t work for you SO DO IT RIGHT, DARN IT. 

Did you do this each and every day?

Nope, nope, nope.  I averaged about 75% of the time, though.  

Will you do anything different moving forward?

Yes, absolutely.  Not every weekend and maybe not quite so early, but I’m still planning on bumping up my daily wake-up time in general. 


A couple of people have inquired what is next for March, and I'll give you a little hint:
"Ommmmmmmmmmmmmm."

Monday, February 22, 2016

February: The Month of Early Mornings, Part II





Full disclosure: I am failing at this.

I have not succeeded in getting up every single morning at 5 a.m. (weekdays) and 6 a.m. (weekends).  I have lots of unsatisfying excuses:  my kid got an ear infection, I got sick, work has been crazy, etc.  I was awful the first week of February.  Better the second week and third week, but still not doing waking up every single day at those times.

That said, I have generally been waking up a lot earlier.  Not as early as I planned but still an hour earlier than my norm—I would say that I’ve been averaging getting up at 5:45 a.m. on mornings that I don’t get  up at 5. 

And you know what?  It’s been strangely amazing.  

On the mornings where I work out, this used to be my routine: 
6:00 a.m.  Wake up, roll out of bed, and put on work out clothes. 
6:05 a.m.  Drive to the YMCA in a befuddled daze.  Try not to run anything or anyone over on the way.
6:10-6:40 a.m.  Work out.  Still half asleep. 
6:45 a.m.  Return home to get ready for work.

Now it’s like this:
5:00 a.m.  Wake up.  Go to the kitchen, make some tea. 
5:05-5:40 a.m.  Drink tea and eat a healthy breakfast of Greek yogurt and granola.  Play some games on my phone.  Read a chapter of a book.  Check Facebook.  Put on work out clothes.
5:45 a.m  Drive to the YMCA.  Sing along to the radio.  Marvel at the beauty of the sunrise.
5:50-6:20 a.m.  Work out.  Get really into the episode of This American Life and finish listening to it in as I jog extra.  Learn all of the words to Hamilton and attempt to rap silently.  
6:25 a.m.  Return home and have ample time to get ready for work and start the day.

It’s so obvious that it’s kind of dumb.  I feel so much better and so much more productive with the combination of caffeine + breakfast before I work out.  I used to wait until I drove to work to eat (in the car) and I had my first cup of tea when I arrived.  

So despite my failure, I think I'm doing pretty good for myself this month.  Next update:  Can I maintain this?  What do I have to give up?  And what do I do at 6 a.m. on the weekends?
 

Thursday, February 11, 2016

February: The Month of Early Mornings





Early to bed and early to rise makes a man healthy, wealthy and wise.

The early bird catches the worm.

We've all heard it.  I’ve read article after article after article that extols the virtue of being an early riser.  I personally know some very successful people that seem to run on sheer will power, manic energy, and caffeine. 

So this month, I’ve decided to wake up every morning at 5 a.m. (during the week) and 6 a.m. (on weekends).

This schedule is actually nothing new.  I’ve had two babies.  I’ve done the multiple early morning feedings, nursing a baby at 3 a.m. or dozing on the couch because my one year old was awake and ready to play at an ungodly early hour.  I know I can do it.  I’ve also woken up quite early before to keep an early schedule at work, so I could work from 6:30 a.m. to 4:30 p.m.

But I’ve never woken up early for the sake of it.  It’s been out of necessity, not choice.  It’s no coincidence that I picked the shortest month for this experiment.  I love my sleep:  while my husband is the night owl that can happily survive on five hours of sleep, I typically need closer to seven or eight.

Wish me luck.  And if you catch me napping at my desk, falling asleep in a meeting, or chugging some extra caffeine, just remember:  all of those articles can't be wrong.  Right?

Sunday, February 7, 2016

January: The Month of Drawings, Part III. Some final thoughts


I did it.  For the last week and a half of January, I switched from copying cartoons or pictures to drawing my own.

It went...okay.  I don’t love the drawings.  I feel like I didn’t work on them long enough to have a consistent style.  I picked things that made me smile but the final products make me itch to redraw them better, cleaner, and more interesting.

Let me present some of the Adventures of Fat Unicorn.  Very loosely inspired by Kate Beaton’s Fat Pony (http://www.harkavagrant.com/index.php?id=131), I wanted a cartoon character that wasn’t sexy or very difficult to draw. 




And now, time for the monthly recap.

On a grading scale from A through F, how would you rate this?  Did you accomplish your goal?
I’d give it a C+. 

While it made me remember how much I enjoy creating and drawing, I didn’t necessarily see myself as more creative.  I think this is one of those “fake it till you make it” things where I pretend to be creative until I believe it.  I'm better working towards a goal or a final product than just sketching whatever catches my fancy.  On the plus side, I think my drawing did improve in only a month. 

Did you do this each and every day?
I forgot two days in a row. 

Will you do anything different moving forward?
Not as a daily habit, no.  But this month made me realize that there are two things I’d love to do: 
1) Take a figure drawing class and
2) Have the chance to play with cartooning on a Wacom tablet.  If anyone would let me play with theirs, I’d be forever grateful. 

Coming up next:  The Month of Early Mornings