Daily Meds March 16, 2021

Daily Meditations, or Daily Meds, are a collection of quick-hitting thoughts meant to help you focus your own personal meditative practice each morning. Read the Daily Med, but don’t dwell on it too long. Take the feeling into a fifteen minute meditation and see how your outlook slowly improves each day.

The mind is not a train”

Becoming obsessed by your own mind (the root cause of discomfort) is like trying to catch the wind. The mind is not a train on a track, with a set beginning, middle, and end, and you are not trying to get it back on the rails when practicing mental health and spirituality. Control freaks and perfectionists like to envision the world as a formula to solve: if I do this specific task at this specific time, I will achieve this specific result, which I have calculated to be in my best interest. Any deviation from that path, especially mental deviation, feels like failure and immediately the critical mind flashes a full-body alert that something is wrong, that we need to get back on track. Accumulate enough daily failure and anyone becomes distraught, or at least incredibly anxious, because they know more failure is on the horizon. The problem here is our perception of time, specifically that of a timeline, and the notion that life exists on a singular plane. We are born, we are forced to make an infinite amount of decisions, live with the results, and then we perish, and the entire process if self-contained in a straight line, like a sports game or a movie. With this mindset you cannot help but face an incredible amount of resistance because, assuming you care about your own results, the mind wants to analyze every situation as you go; it wants to take a timeout and digest what has happened. This act of retreat is called losing presence, it causes pain in your life because it is antithetical to the true nature of life, which is constant, all-encompassing, and never-ending. Even your bodily death perpetuates life for other organisms in some way. And don’t try to picture a world in which life has “ended;” it cannot be done because it would not exist. Unlike a straight line, real life unfolds like a weather pattern: you may have a good idea of what is coming based on some experience or tangible evidence, but you cannot be sure how many drops of rain will touch you once the clouds open, or exactly how hard the wind will blow in your face at a given moment. Can you imagine a life dedicated to worrying about such absurdities, or a life of constant pain because your mind can’t make perfect sense out of them? You would be committed to a psyche ward, and yet that is exactly humans interact with the world. Stop trying to catch the wind and start accepting it.