After the unexpected chanting faded away, we were instructed by the same man’s voice to focus on our breath. Feel the sensation caused by your breath in that small triangular area between your nostrils and upper lip. It didn’t work, so Day 0 passed with barely any sleep. I groggily tumbled out of bed and somehow made it to my meditation mat. Can that happen if the circulation gets cut off for too long? Is my mind going to spontaneously combust and kill me? My resolution to go to every single meditation sitting instantly dissolves. It is thinking, thinking, thinking, and obsessively judging everyone and everything. My brain switches modes, going from blasting random Spotify songs to replaying entire episodes of Black Mirror on Netflix. If we learn to tame our minds, then it can help us by reducing our suffering and misery.”How do you get out of this misery? We are to do so with an equanimous mind, merely observing, not reacting or craving, hating, or judging. I continue to struggle in an upright seated position for over 10.5 freaking hours each day. Me, Question #3: Speaking of chocolate cake, if my stomach growls when I’m hungry, shouldn’t I eat?

If you’d like to experience it for yourself, go and listen to this. At pm, we were dismissed to go back to our rooms, shower, and rest. I am writing this at am) but upon reviewing the daily schedule posted, I tried my best to knock myself out. It needs to read the news, scan a Face Book feed, or watch a movie. My mind swirls, coming up with new business ideas and book chapters. Minutes and even hours pass as I detail where I will go, what I will do, and what I will say as I leave. When the wild mind is untamed, it can be very harmful. It was a rainy, soggy, shitty mess during days 3, 4, and 5. We are taught to go from focusing on the triangle between our nostrils and our upper lip to scanning our entire body for both subtle and intense sensations, from the top of our heads to the bottom of our toes. Don’t let your disliking of a person, thing, or situation rob you of your happiness and peace of mind.

It makes sense that we weren’t allowed to talk with each other until the last day. The day continued with talks about the importance of serving and giving back not just with money, but as a volunteer for future courses. We ended with a new meditation of love and compassion, sending out good vibes and caring intentions, pardoning those who we may have been intentionally or unintentionally hurt by, asking for pardon from those who we may have intentionally or unintentionally hurt, and wishing for the liberation, peace, and happiness of all beings. I was tired and not sure how strong my vibes of love and compassion were, but I did my best. Kinda anti-climactic, but it was what it was (for me, at least).

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The first 2 of 10.5 hours of meditation scheduled every single day. When I looked for a payment option, there was none to be found. What kind of place gives you a bed, three meals a day, and daily meditation instruction for nearly two weeks without requiring a significant chunk of change in exchange? On the scheduled day of arrival I road tripped down from Seattle, parked, unloaded my suitcase (complete with clothes, toiletries, a pillow, a sheet for a twin-sized bed, and blankets — it kinda felt like I was a University of Michigan freshman all over again), and nervously stepped into the simple, single-story building. I arrive at my assigned time and am ushered inside. If you keep observing and allowing it to be in a neutral way, it will eventually pass because everything is temporary, even the worst pain. Me, Question #2: Isn’t liking and disliking things part of nature? It dislikes being hit, and will react by biting whoever hit him. How can we understand what is healthy and good liking and disliking verses being excessive craving and unhealthy aversion?

No moving during “sittings of strong determination.”The morning wake-up gong rings at am sharp to rouse everyone for the opening –am meditation session. In a questionable moment of sanity, I decided to book a 10-day silent Vipassana meditation retreat for my birthday. Not bothering to do much research beforehand, I figured it’d be nice to disconnect and take a break from tech and social media, relax, and do a little yoga and meditation (on a good week, I average about 20 minutes of meditation every few days or so — this seemed like a solid way to try and do it more regularly). Upon deeper digging, I discovered that all of the meditation courses offered via the mysterious website (complete with a spinning wagon wheel GIF from 1998) are 100% donation-based. You are only allowed to offer a donation after the successful completion of one of their programs. I was accepted for a 10-day course at the Northwest Vipassana Meditation Center located in Onalaska, Washington. Also understand it’s not permanent, and this practice and experience is an opportunity to face more and more of your pain in a new way, by observing it instead of reacting to it.

It’s excruciating, sharp, and intense during one sweep, and totally gone the next. Today, I meditate for all 10.5 hours without horrible lasting pain or terrible struggle. The starry spread of the Milky Way is clear and vibrant, sparkling like diamond jelly on black toast. Goenka calls this a “soothing balm to help heal our wounds after doing surgery on our minds.” The transition is supposed to help us ease back into the real world.

It’s back again after that, then fades to a dull throbbing. My mind still wanders to the past, future, and any number of creative, random, and tempting distractions, but instead of losing control of it for hours or even minutes, I am able to notice and “smilingly bring it back” to a body scan within seconds. After the –am and 8–9am meditations, we are allowed to come out of Noble Silence and enter a period of Noble Speech. It is strange being able to look at everyone and talk to them.

Tina, Answer #4: Your mind games are also a fantasy and future-oriented. And that’s exactly what your life is supposed to be.

We are working on being in the present, not trying to escape into the future. I suspect I may be developing some supernatural powers. I look up at the sky for a moment before re-entering the meditation hall. Longer and longer moments of it, somehow strangely built up over the course of the past few days. If you want to check out a Vipassana Meditation retreat, go here.Format Magazine asked artist and illustrator Emmie Tsumura to take actual “will you work for free?” quotes and imagine the faces of the people who said them. Complete separation of men and women was required at all times. That was the first and only conversation we’d have for nearly two weeks — it was time for our first “practice” hour of meditation in the meditation hall. Kind of like this, but without the eye mask and with my eyes (mostly) open: After a few minutes of relaxing in this reclined work of art, a volunteer comes by and whisper-scolds me to sit up straight. I reluctantly deconstruct my makeshift bolster bed and hunch over my mat. He looks like a kindly Indian Uncle who likes to sing loudly, usually slightly off-key, and gives you sweets while you gather around to listen to his funny and engaging stories. Instead, he speaks of the root cause of all suffering: Craving and aversion. I judge them, annoyed that they would disturb the silence so rudely when they could exert a little effort to do so more quietly. Pain is part of nature and it carries important messages. For example, if someone is burning us with a hot iron, we can’t just observe it and equanimously think “interesting” before moving on to a different part of the body, right? You get really excited about the chocolate cake, and when it’s time for dessert, there’s no chocolate cake left. I sat down to read over all of the paperwork, preparing to sign my life away: While agreeing to all the terms and conditions, I noticed that the males who arrived were sent to residential quarters on the far side of the campus and had to eat in a separate dining area. I met my roommate briefly and we agreed to keep the temperature a little cooler at night. I busy myself by happily building a comfortable reclining seat out of bolsters and blocks. He is a chubby, cheerful-looking man with a shiny forehead and a crisp white shirt. And despite the request for Noble Silence, a couple people continuously burp and yawn loudly. Loud Sigh-Yawn and compassion for Burpy Mc Burpeeson who would be immediately cast as the lead of the Phantom in a All-Burped Phantom of the Opera. Here are my questions and her answers: Me, Question #1: Isn’t pain an important indicator, our body’s way of communicating danger to us? Let’s say you’re really excited to eat chocolate cake for dessert. Any form of communication with fellow students, whether by gestures, sign language, written notes, etc. Students should cultivate the feeling that they are working in isolation. As everyone settled down with their props, I was shocked to hear the loud blasting of an elderly Indian gentleman’s voice over the meditation hall speakers,extremely passionate and seemingly well-intentioned in its delivery but also sounding unfortunately like a groaning goat either giving birth, dying, or both. I haven’t had a dream that disturbing in a long time. I am too disoriented to do a proper dream analysis on myself. I am inspired to start getting creative at the condiment tray. It wants to like something and dislike something else. When it comes to physical pain, focusing on it, becoming angry with it, and trying to force it to change or go away will only cause it to worsen and strengthen in its power and scope. The thing that can help you the most in life is a disciplined mind. Why make yourself more miserable about something that is temporary?