Life Past 30

A few years ago, when I was in my twenties (ahem), I used to meditate once a week.  This relaxing and rejuvenating weekly practice allowed me to regain any sanity I had lost during preceding week.  Depending on the amount of time I had, I would meditate anywhere from 20 minutes to an hour and I always felt better afterwards.  Whatever had happened during the week was washed away and became an instant memory.  Then I stopped.  I’m still trying to remember when and why I stopped, but I believe it was around the time I became a mother and felt I had better things to do with my time.   

Recently, I’ve been thinking about developing a meditation routine again.   Since I’m older and less patient, it will be needed twice a week versus once.  Listening to music just isn’t as soothing as it used to be and I want to get back to what worked so well.  Meditating, for me, is five times better than the euphoric feeling I get after running.  I’m sure both activities will enable me to reach new heights of serenity and patience.  They’re very much needed.