I really love meditation, but I don’t want to be guided in it. I just want to quiet my mind and see what comes in from elsewhere.
If I have a specific question, I’ll set the intention to uncover my truest answer to it, but I don’t need anyone’s voice directing me down a moonlit path into a forest clearing or whatever.
Some ambient theta waves are cool, though.
However, circumstances around my house… [small kids]… are often not ideal for meditation. I’ve learned that I can still access my subconscious pretty freely via journaling.
This is irrespective of whether my 4-year-old is fucking around on her kazoo.
I’m not quite the diary queen that I was in 7th grade, but I’ve gotten back into my journal this year: to-dos, ideas, desires, frustrations, pain points.
Making it a practice has forced me to get present with myself and examine my own internal state, instead of bulldozing right through it as I did for the first 30+ years of my life.
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