Monday. The beginning of another week. Good grief. We’ve passed the Summer Solstice (did you dance naked under the moon?) and the days are growing shorter. It will be August soon.

Meditation apps are all the rage. I’ve sampled a few but haven’t found ‘the one’ that works for me yet.

We breathe without thinking, but we can think more when we breathe.  Inhale for the count of three. Hold for a count of four. Exhale for a count of five. This is my August objective. Breathe more mindfully. Also, for inspiration – “I am solid as a mountain” – oh, yes. No joke.

Last week, I joined my friend Diana Cranstoun for a walking meditation at a lovely indoor labyrinth in Calgary. Knox United Church is located close to City Hall, in the heart of busy downtown. But once the heavy doors to the street whispered closed, it was as if we were in another place – the serenity and peaceful hush crept up on us.

She suggested something I’d never done in an outside labyrinth – we took off our shoes and walked barefoot. Completely in touch – grounded, if you will – with the cool painted hardwood floor. It was an amazingly restful period of silent contemplation, as we stopped at each curve for a moment to reflect, cast our intentions and wishes and express gratitude. Thanks for the inspiration and shared meditation, D!

My mind is so active when I’m creating, I get easily distracted if I listen to music. Inevitably, the lyrics remind of of places or events from the past. That gets my thinking and before you know it, I’ve lost track of what I’m supposed to be doing because I’m meandering down memory lane.

Usually, I work with only the hum of my laptop fan in the background. But from time to time, I also try soothing sounds like these Tibetan bowls. The resonant sounds and high pitch are supposed to have healing properties. I don’t know about that, but the gentle monotony isn’t intrusive. Many of the recordings have water flowing in the background. I don’t know about you, but hearing running water makes me want to hang out in the bathroom rather than concentrate on writing.

I’ll admit, depending on my mood or the sensitivity of my eardrums, the high-pitch sometimes annoys me. And yes, it does get boring after a while. Then there’s the hairy hand – I find it a bit disconcerting, but if I play the video in the background, I don’t have to see it!

I’m curious to discover what impact weed might have on my thought processes!