Ah...now I know why I don't actually devote four hours a day to meditation. It's not necessarily that I don't want to. But when I start cultivating that good feeling a little too fast, I find my brain getting a little manic. Visions of filling the world with inspiration and wellness. Writing the Eat, Pray, Love of Zhan Zhuang. All my career and financial anxiety disappearing and narcissistic dreams come true. Next thing you know I'm talking to Oprah while I do the dishes.
Better to take it slow. Keep the afternoon meditations down to twenty minutes. Just enough to boost the good feeling of the morning med....Med, meditation, interesting slip.
