My husband and I were in Denver last week on vacation. Mike’s family is there, which is a great excuse to get out there on a regular basis. Plus Colorado in the summertime is one of my favorite things (Telluride in August!)
My favorite day of vacation though, ended up being a day when we had no plans. On Friday we had no grand hiking ambitions, no barbecues with the family. Instead we wandered around Denver, spent time in City Park, and then the Botanic Gardens, and later went swimming. It was a simple day but there was an easefulness about it that made everything sweet.
Yesterday, I meditated twice. I sat in the morning and in the evening, both for 20 minutes. In my second sit, I decided not to set my timer. I didn’t want to worry about when the annoying ring would go off. Besides, I have time at night: there’s no reason to feel that I have to be on a schedule every second of the day.
So I just sat. And there was that same easefulness.
It’s the ultimate luxury, I’ve realized, to be able to sit and meditate for as long as you want. (If you had told me two months ago that I would feel this way today I would not have believed you). But it’s true. I want to sit for longer now, and I want to be able to do it at my own pace. Sometimes it takes me 10 minutes to relax and come into the body, sometimes it takes me 30 minutes. Sometimes, it doesn’t happen at all. And that’s all right too.
So maybe try it. Not for every sit, but for some. Set the timer for some time that’s very far away, maybe triple what you normally sit for. And just sit in that space for as long as you need.