I laid down to meditate, throwing a blanket over me to ensure I was comfortable.
Slowly, the breaths got deeper, and I began to count to five, feeling a calmness flow over me.
It was through meditation that I learned to face the day,
I learned to deal with stress,
I learned wellness.
Within moments, I was in that place –
The place between my eyes, that some call the third eye.
I hovered in that space, barely above my body.
Here, I realized that I could talk to the spirits, the angels, the ones who watch over me.
Somewhere in my body, I was still counting.
And somewhere my soul was stirring.
The best part of my day comes from meditation, and as soon as the alarm went off –
A sweet peal of a Tibetan bowl –
I found myself looking forward to the next time.