For the month of February, Kate is taking part in Sharon Salzberg’s 28-Day Meditation Challenge. Kate already shared her feelings on week one and week two of the program. Here’s her thoughts going into week three.
An annoying thing happened this week with my meditation. There’s no good way to put it: I simply didn’t do it. I don’t have a good excuse—it’s not like I was insanely busy or had some big, traumatic thing happen. Just for some reason, every day when 6 p.m.—my anointed after work mediation time—rolled by, I needed to be somewhere. “I’ll meditate tomorrow,” I’d think. Wash, rinse, repeat. Keep reading »
For the month of February, Kate is taking part in Sharon Salzberg’s 28-Day Meditation Challenge. Last week, Kate shared her feelings on starting the program. Here’s week two.
On Sunday, before the Super Bowl, I found myself in the grocery store, waiting on an epic line to buy a carton of eggs I’d forgotten to get when I was there earlier in the day. I opened my wallet and, of course, it was empty—not a single dollar in there. I took out my credit card. “Fifteen dollar minimum,” the cashier said.
As I parsed what to do, I heard the guy behind me start to huff. Keep reading »
I am the opposite of new-agey. I have only gone to a psychic once, in New Orleans, and tuned out immediately when it was obvious that homegirl had no idea what she was talking about. I have never been very interested in horoscopes, mostly because the attributes ascribed to my sign, Taurus—stubborn, down-to-earth, bullheaded—never seemed particularly embraceable. And neither Madonna‘s biceps nor all my friends who adore it have been able to convince me to try yoga—mostly because my parents are devotees (in fact, my dad quit his job as a stockbroker to teach yoga) and whatever your parents do just isn’t cool. So when Sharon Salzberg, a friend of a friend and a meditation teacher for more than 30 years, asked me to be part of the 28-day meditation challenge outlined in her new book, Real Happiness: The Power of Meditation, for the month of February, I wanted to run. Like, fast. Keep reading »
The way Francesco broke up with me was as simple as it was shocking. It was a Saturday afternoon in July and we’d just seen a movie at the Museum of Modern Art in New York City. Riding the subway back downtown, we sat side by side, him in an inexplicable and smoldering silence. Then he got up and walked out of the train. I never saw him again. Keep reading »
A Tibetan man named Yongey Mingyur Rinpoche has earned the title of “the happiest man in the world.” But how did he get that way? Rinpoche says he suffered from anxiety when he was a kidlet, but cured himself through meditation. He’s done a bunch of years-long (ack!) meditation retreats with Tibetan masters, who’ve done between 10,000 and 50,000 lifetime hours of meditation themselves. Now Rinpche can laugh off anything, including the honor of “happiest man.”
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