Very interesting topic, as it's something that I've been thinking about as I work my way around the site like a dog sniffing around in a cow paddock.
I first attempted meditation in 1969 when there were less than 50 active TM'ers in Australia, and though I had a peak experience at the start I could never quite apply myself to the method. I soon realised the problem: my mind goes at light speed, much faster than even my conscious mind could keep pace, so as soon as I tried to clear my mind and focus on my mantra the jinns of thought would begin their mad and merry dance around the now empty spaces in the ballroom of my brain. Things haven't really changed in the interim, and my natural laziness and need to procrastinate always found an excuse to stop. I'm really keen to try LD, but at this stage I'll probably wait too long, always finding excuses, until I get too distracted and again move on.
I've tried subliminal programs, drugs (you can't meditate when your head's like a balloon), even running and walking meditation. I get closest when my mind is focused on something outside, like playing mellow guitar (which to me is like putting one foot into heaven), or working at my craft, which is quite detailed and precise, but to slow down to nothing is next to impossible. Looking/focusing on nature can get close also, but not quite. Maybe we (Hunterkiss and I) are subliminally too focused on externals, and are afraid of letting go? I think that the sensation of letting go must be akin to terminally leaving the body, and that's what our subconscious won't allow? Like before you put your big toe into cold water . . . then suddenly once achieved, it all seemed so petty to begin with. I wish!
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