Meditation

The Planned Day and the Lived Day will never fully match. The world will always try to rush you into its mood. This post is about a different kind of revenge: staying calm, staying analog, and refusing to become like a chaotic day.

A friend finished a three-month meditation retreat and told me about it. I’ve wanted to go for years but couldn’t. Now I’m meditating at home, struggling with noise, thoughts, and emotions I can’t calm. Jung said solitude is a fount of healing—I’m seeking that silence, at least inside my own mind. Two distant friends reached out unexpectedly and gave me refuge. So I’m returning to pen and paper, journaling again, writing my way back to stillness.