I have been meditating all of my life. I just didn’t know that’s what it was called. If you’ve ever sat alone, in silence, just going over your thoughts or emotions, well then you’ve meditated.
How could I have been doing this all of my life? Well, growing up I was the youngest of 4 children. My siblings were all teenagers when I made my entrance into the world. Thus, I was raised like an only child. Some of my earliest memories are being in the car while picking my youngest sister up from High School. This was while my oldest sister and brother were away at College.
This 80’s baby spent a lot of time playing alone, thinking alone, just being…alone.
Since I learned that what I was doing had a name (meditation), I started doing it more. This was around 2011.
I’m naturally inclined to meditate due to the fact that I’m introverted. Also in my line of work, I spend so many late hours in solitude working alone (follow my IG stories, if you want to see my life in real-time). This is actually a benefit as when there are no distractions, my genius comes alive. And yes, I just called myself a genius. I have high self-esteem.
There are times that I have spent alone to seek the answers for my next step in life. Sometimes it can take minutes or hours. Regardless of duration, on the other side I receive the direction needed. Some would call meditation the same practice as prayer. My personal belief is that they’re not much different aside from that in prayer you’re doing the talking, while in meditation you’re doing the listening.
Regardless of your spiritual beliefs, meditation is for everyone. Depriving yourself of as many sensory inputs as possible by going somewhere quiet and comfortable, for an extended period of time, will allow you to get in tune with your mind and to decompress from the hustle and bustle of everyday life. Negative psychological conditioning and bad habits are most prone to take hold of yourself without such a periodic decompression.
I was introduced to the herbal during my Sophomore year in school, at Missouri State University. Around that time, I was of the opinion that only slackers, stoners, skateboarders, hippies, and other titles synonymous with underachievers, smoked weed. It wasn’t until some of my classmates, who I was certain were none of the above, passed a joint around that I tried it out.
The very first time I ever got high, my main memory was feeling like my eye balls grew in size and that any and everything happening around me was fall-out-on-the-floor hilarious. I recall my thoughts being, “why in the world is a good time illegal?”
Fast-Forward to Present-Day…
You may have heard stories of some people smoking so much weed that they either get severely paranoid, or they think that they’re dead, or both. LOL. Been there, done that. Moderation is the key in conjunction with hydration. With that being said, being too high and being too drunk are about neck and neck in terms of displeasure (in the real-time). However, the fact that a bad alcohol hangover makes you want to kill yourself and the fact that you can drink yourself to death, I give the nod to the bud. Ain’t nobody ever died smoking weed.
Put ‘Em Both Together:
If you smoke weed and then meditate, you are in for a religious experience. Many of times I have experienced an energy, a vibration, a consciousness that is otherwise untaped due to being swept up in the day-to-day hustle and bustle of life.
To be clear, you don’t need weed to experience what I’m speaking of. You can reach a similar state by implementing breath exercises which are utilized in what is called Transcendental Meditation. But…why rub two sticks together to start a campfire when you’ve got lighter fluid and a match.