Week 13 Day 3

Week 13 Day 3

Meditation object: choiceless

Intention: stay alert and receptive. Keep the breath inn periphery even though not main focus.

Today, the seated meditation in the tube was awkward for some reason, so I decided to do a standing meditation on the other tube which was much better!

So I boarded the train at Hammersmith station and stood in roughly the same position for the journey with the exception of letting someone out of their seat. The journey started in the open air before going underground. As I looked out of the window, I noted my breathing and then every so often my focus would turn to my feet as I would be balancing as the train chugged along. I could feel my feet on the floor and the floor seemed to be uneven at times. I gripped the handlebar at elbow level. As we approached West Kensington - I watched the cables along the wall, the purple ones (my favourite colour).  I saw some grey square bags...they looked like body bags but I think they were just holding some rubble or rubbish on the track side. Two Cantonese speakers got on at Earl's Court and stood next to me trying to work out where they needed to go. I observed the signs, the one closest to me said Priority Seat. I love typography and the London Underground use a special font. The dots on the i's are diamonds, I love that detail. As we pulled into Sloane Square (I think) there was an ad on the wall which said "You'll find someone who will like your "dad" jokes....join us at...and then the text was so dark you couldn't read it. (match.com advert) Hmmm a typographical erreur Monsieur.  Then next to the advert was a sign saying "Sand bin"...I had been pondering my conversation with Andrea about starting a non-meditation related blog, and I thought I might title them with phrases and words that I see on the underground. As we went underground, I observed a fuzzy reflection of myself in the window. I thought how my jowls had grown over the years and that I didn't realise that my mouth had become so downturned when closed. I did try to rectify that but short of grinning it was very difficult to make it neutral...must be the jowls! I didn't realise how much I had to balance on my feet whilst standing, it felt like I was on a surf board! So not sure if that constitutes a practice or if it means than I was practising mindful standing! Anyhoo...it was fun to be able to use the eyes to observe.