Read somewhere here, probably about the day or so after I’d taken a pause in my 20-year+ meditation practice, about someone meditating for the first time and, after a few weeks, seeing the space between thought and action or talk, and how beneficial that was – a sentiment echoed last month by George Saunders in his absolutely essential appearance on The Ezra Klein Show.
Having re-started my practice (it was only a few days of a pause in mid-late January) and looking it now with that different perspective has been, to put it mildly, transformative: I’m noticing that space – and how essential it is to my mental stability, creativity, marriage and general contentment – throughout the day, in ways large and small: a brief space between the shit-flinging monkey mind (or, as I call it, Randy the Chihuahua – I’ll share that story sometime) and the invasion of imposter syndrome, of self-loathing, of all Randy’s patented fuckeries; a space in the day’s Work, the necessity of its recalibrative properties and the benefit of intentional use of that space; a space in the week, for smaller things…
All that balance, and from seeing that tiny, little space between thought and action. To whoever said it here, thank you.