The pond hibernates. I like that idea, the water, the life of the are sitting underneath a foot of ice, and the same again of snow, waiting, breathing, living, still, silent, peaceful. I would quite like to get my mind into that kind of state. Perhaps I need to do some mediation on this. Things can be quite frantic here, frenetic, as we try to cram a million things into a day or a morning.
Here’s an example. That first paragraph I wrote at 7:30am and had to stop due to someone shouting ‘DAAAAAAD!!!’ and now I resume at 8:30pm. But my point was about meditation and as I’ve only ever really dabbled in it whether I should try and engage with it fully. Tonight would be ab ideal time as I feel quite useless and without energy for anything. No workout tonight, no work done, just sitting relaxing (re: napping) and reading. I find proper meditation difficult, hard to engage in and difficult to let my mind anything near calm let alone the stillness of a frozen pond in the bleak midwinter. Tonight I feel tired and that my eyes would dose and meet together and stay that way for all eternity. They’re still not really over that new year virus as much as I’d like them to be.