Little Dharma and the Monkey Mind
I lie down to meditate and draw deep breaths.
Relaxing, ever deeper, I fight the monkey mind to a draw –
We come to an agreement: The monkey mind will quiet down for five minutes, and take over for the rest of the day.
And so I contemplate the silence…
The big, bold, beautiful silence.
As I step into another plane –
A plane of colors (purple and blue), of sound (my breath), of smells (coffee and fresh-cut grass)
Yes, I get my major five – five sweet minutes of silence and no thought.
When the monkey mind barges in like a rampaging bull in my silent shop.
I’ve accepted this, and lie, sweeping shards of thoughts aside,
Until the practice is over.
Despite the little imp of thought, this was a success, and I can’t wait until next time.