When I began trying to meditate I dealt with the common challenge that all novices face. It was boring. Instead of making me feel calm and peaceful, I felt either restless or sleepy. I assumed I was doing something wrong and doubted that the practice could help me. When I did force myself to sit, nobody gave me credit or validation. When I skipped meditation, nobody noticed or cared.
Read MoreI spent most of my childhood as a dedicated sports fan. Fascinated with records and statistical leaders in all three major sports, I spent many hours pacing in front of the TV watching my favorite teams battle in big games. My Dad and I collected sports memorabilia together, and we travelled together to watch professional sports. No one in our family followed any teams religiously, and no one told me who I should like or cheer for, so my attachments came about naturally.
Read MoreThree consecutive times that I looked at my computer’s digital clock it showed 4:44. The final hour of my work day had been dragging on far too long, producing flashbacks of my classes in middle school. This was Friday, and I had what should be a wonderful night ahead of me: going to a favorite restaurant with my girlfriend, and a few of her friends. I knew that once I’d left the office, I’d be relaxed and content.
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