About meditation

If we all meditated, the world would be a better place

Every day, for the past few months, I look forward to midnight. At that time, in total silence, I meditate.

I’ve never done it before or maybe tried it once, without any guidance and therefore getting nervous after five minutes. It can happen if no one explains it to you and you’ve only seen movies where people who meditate levitate and defeat imaginary dragons with only the power of their own mind. The truth is that meditation is not exactly that. As far as I understand it — which is very little because I’ve been practicing it for very little, I’m not even a neophyte, I’m nothing (being nothing is something meditation teaches you, but I’ll get there).

All I know is that every day, at night, in the silence I meditate. My meditations last fifteen, twenty minutes. Once I got as long as thirty. People who have been practicing it for a long time say that the benefit of sixty minutes of meditation is much more than twice of a thirty minutes meditation. Someone told me that the Dalai Lama meditates three hours a day at the beginning of the day, and when he wakes up he’s enraged. So he meditates and is then ready to live among the rest of mankind. The Dalai Lama, the most peaceful person in the world, can’t stand the rest of mankind when he wakes up. Hold my beer, Dalai.