It seems like last week was just one thing after another in the evenings. Tons of laundry to catch up on from vacation the week before. Up late catching up on e-mail and newsgroups. Up late ordering stuff to install in the PC. Big party on Friday. Anyway, I read another chapter one night last week, but that's about it.
Still doing the exercises. I've been busy, but I'm still committed to this process.
The only place I've been to is New Jersey.
Seriously, though, last week was the week of the big family vacation to the beaches of New Jersey. I dutifully continued my exercises, but I didn't even bring the book.
I did have one bizarre thing happen one night. After completing the exercises, I found myself very relaxed (as I'm supposed to) and pretty much wide awake. The next step is to blank your mind. What the heck is that supposed to mean, or even feel like? Anyway, I tried not to think about anything. I went through a lot of "No, no, don't think about that! Oh, and don't think about not thinking about it, because that's just thinking about something else!" Did I ever achieve total blankness? Well, my wife thinks so, but she was already asleep, so I couldn't verify it for sure.
After laying there for a few minutes, quite relaxed except for the internal mental argument about blankness, I noticed that the miniblinds looked strange. It was sort of a combination of water running down them and the cascading letters screen-saver from "The Matrix." There was light outside the condo, but it was a clear night (no rain on the window). Then the window seemed to bulge in closer to me. It might have been that I was falling asleep, so I convinced myself that I was awake, and it kept happening.
Hey, maybe it's progress. Back to the book tomorrow, I think.
It's Sunday night. Friday - out to dinner, ate too much, had a couple of beers. Saturday - welcome home party for an old friend, ate too much, had a couple of beers, got home too late. Both of those nights had to be written off for moving forward, but I did keep doing the exercises.
I'm thinking about reading further tonight, but I'm also feeling a little tired. I find that my level of comprehension drops at a rate inversely proportional to the number of times the book slams into my face as I nod off. I'll get back on track tomorrow.
