Vipassana 4



By the sixth day of the course, I was pretty sure I wouldn’t be leaving.. I had worked too hard and come too far. 

I had done the inside of the nose thing.. the entrance to the nose.  I had gone from focusing for less than a minute to over twenty minutes.. by having my mind ‘look’ down my head, my face.. over my neck and down one arm and then the other.  I then focused on the front of my body.. then the back and down the legs right to my toes and starting over again. 


Little twinges and zingers I was told, were the molecules rearranging themselves and my body getting rid of the rubbish.  It was explained to me much better, but there you have it, my interpretation. 

But when my mind started to wander, after hours and hours of meditation, I felt the little twinges become stronger and stronger, hurting me more and more.  And then suddenly it is like something exploded.. wherever my mind ‘touched’ I felt emotional and physical agony!  I couldn’t stand it anymore and wiggled and moved and finally opened my eyes and almost flew out of the room.  And then it was gone..

And I felt better..

I felt good..

I felt pretty great actually. 

Happy me!  
I continued with the course.. learning how to meditate faster, smoother.. I took in all the little twinges and bits objectively, equanemously.   Sensations come and go.. the ups and downs of life come and go.. life comes.. and goes.  It is ‘the nature’. 

It is what it is. 

On the final day, they let us talk.  After seeing everyone, everyday, without looking.. without smiles or communicating anyway.. it was amazing to meet them.  People really do communicate so much through smiling, and we hadn’t really smiled all week.  I learned more in five minutes on the last day of full communication.. smiling, speaking.. than I had for ten days of seeing blank faces. 

Would I do it again?  Go through the boredom, the pain.. that feeling of being a prisoner..?  Hell ya!  I haven’t felt so.. deep down happy in years! 

Vipassana.. it is all over the world and it is well worth the effort.  






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