His Meditations: Guard your Mind.

Thursday, June 26, 2014
9:35 a.m.
Duration: 20 minutes

I love how these meditations get me focused.  I have so much energy on a regular basis and I do need to get better at focusing it.   Not letting the energy dissipate into every which direction, but to harness it in such a way where I can artfully direct it towards achieving my goals.

Today I really wanted to get in touch with my being.  One of the thoughts I had in my mind was that I wanted to “Find God.”  I know that he’s real and I have felt his presence before, but as I was going through my mind images would pop up and I would want to go behind the curtain and see what was behind that thought.   As I delved deeper I saw the images of the things I had exposed myself too this morning; Joe Montana interview where he was talking to NFL access about when he retired and other things.  I remembered Tony Robbin’s saying from a video that his mentor Jim Rohn told him, “Guard your mind.”   And as this thought crossed my head I saw everything that I saw on the computer this morning and how the images were just floating around in my mind.  I saw how the article from getrichslowly.org that I read this morning on the scarcity mindset was influencing my thought on thinking long term.   It addresses complexities no doubt, but it was such a simply written article that I enjoyed reading.   It got me thinking how easily my mind absorbs things.   It’s amazing how quickly I can do it.   I don’t expect images to capture my mind so quickly and constantly float around the way they do.

I’ve been listening a lot to Tony Robbins lately because its very applicable to what I do.   In helping others clean up there habits I undoubtedly have started to look at mine.  I’ve been seeing areas that I lack in follow through.  I’ve also been able to see where my strengths are.

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His Meditations: Physicality of the Mind

Wednesday, June 25, 2014
8:52 a.m. to 9:02 a.m., and 9:14 a.m. to 9:25 a.m.
Duration: 21 minutes

Is it possible that the mind transfers thoughts back and forth unconsciously?  Can I be so sensitive to someone else’s needs or insecurities that I pick them up without even realizing it?   This is the thought that came to mind this morning as I was meditating and realizing that a lot that was operating inside of me was Priya’s jealousy episode this morning.  I had thoughts of my own this morning, but what she said was definitely on my mind.    I wanted to push through those thoughts and get in touch with my own, but it wasn’t happening that easily.   The thoughts of what we had spoken about this morning floated along in my head like a cloud in the sky.  Which bring me to another question, “Are thoughts actual physical manifestations?”   Is there a physicalness to them or is my imagination simply just something that I can see but not touch?  It’s tough to say.   The mind can be such a tricky thing.   I wanted to do my meditation longer than the ten minutes I did it this morning.  I felt like I was really just getting into it.

I meditated for another 10 minutes and loved it.  I was getting more in tune with myself and sifting through the thoughts of what I need to do today.   I was thinking about Brianne waving to me when I was working out with a prospective new client.   I was thinking about my prospective client saying no she couldn’t afford training right now due to financial constraints.  I remember her sitting there looking at the screen debating how to pay for the training and then me just sitting there in silence waiting for her to make a decision.   I remember Tony and I sitting down talking at the desk and seeing him take a drink of water from his huge crystal geyser plastic container.   I remember thinking, “That thing is massive.”  It was a good session today and I’m looking forward to the next one.   It feels like every time I’ve done some meditation since Sunday the 15th, I’ve taken something from it.   Becoming more aware is what I took from today.  I’m glad to start this ritual.

His Meditations: Movie in my head

Friday, June 20, 2014
8:05 a.m
Duration: 10 minutes
Position: I’m on the floor, on a pillow.  Priya is on the couch.

I sunk into the meditation quickly.  Today happened quicker than any other time this week.   I didn’t want to end today’s session.  I got lost in my thoughts.   The movie that was playing in my head was very interesting.   As I listened to my baby talk today about how Ian and Heather have been entering her thoughts lately, it made me think about how they’re on my thoughts as well.   Was she that in tune with me that my thoughts crossed her mental plane?

His Meditations: Silence

Sunday, June 15, 2014
12:15pm
Duration: 10 minutes
Position: Seated on pillow, floor, Priya on ottoman.

I meditate with my girlfriend for the first time.  I normally do this alone, but she needs this right now.  Her annoyance is getting the best of her and she just needs to check back in with herself.   We set up shop, her on the ottoman and me on the floor sitting on a big pillow cross legged with another pillow underneath my ankles to comfort them from the hard tile floor.   The last time I meditated without this small pillow, all I could concentrate on after awhile was the uncomfortable pressure of my ankle bone digging into the floor.   Not exactly what I had in mind when I started meditating, but hey, I was completely present.

This was exactly what I needed as well.  A little introspection is never a bad thing.   As I meditated it took me a second to get situated.   I noticed the sound of washing machine and the birds outside since the window was open.  I wished Priya a good session and prayed that she would find peace.  She needed it.  She was harboring so much anger and pain.  It was tainting our interactions together; and I wasn’t handling it that well either.   I needed the meditation as much as she did.  I wanted to see what tape was running in the background of my mind.

I sat there and continued to wish her peace.  It felt a little ridiculous doing this as my idea of meditation was to get in touch with myself, but ironically this was still about me.  Her happiness was my happiness and if she’s not happy I’m not happy.

I sit and the washing machine starts to get louder.   The washing machine is actually very quiet but during this time I want complete silence.  The washing machine spins the clothes for a little bit and then stops briefly; “ahhhh, silence.”  Silence fells so good to the soul.  The sound of the wind blowing through the trees is so much better than a “whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.”   The washing machine starts to spins again.  “God that washing machine is annoying.   Why can’t I just have silence?  Perhaps my yearning for silence was an indication of the noise that was going on inside that I was refusing to clean up.