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Related: About this forumOne guy's experience going through a 7 day silent retreat. It cracked me up
http://www.slate.com/articles/life/obsessions/2010/06/that_misery_called_meditation.htmlHere is an except:
I was, it turned out, wrong. By Day 1, I realized I had made a terrible mistake. After my initial curiosity wore through, I began (in the parlance) to "notice" something: I was miserable. Sitting silently on a cushion for hours at a time turns out to be intensely boring. Worse, it was also physically painful. You could sit cross-legged, kneel, or even sit on a chair, but it didn't really matter, because after a while, the same nauseating pain would creep into my right shoulder and scream into my ears. I was bored, aching, and because of the whole silent thing, lacked anyone to complain to. Wright be damned, I'd come to the wrong place.
My fellow meditators (referred to as "yogis" actually made things worse. They hardly resembled beacons of love and joy. Instead, they walked around slowly, dragging their feet, faces blank. I began to feel that I was surrounded by zombies; I half-expected to see arms drop off. Sitting at dinner, surrounded by drooping humans, hunched over their plates, I imagined that I was at a banquet for the chronically depressed. I began to feel a physical, sinking dread at being around so much obvious misery. To think I could have been lying on a beach; instead I was trapped in a morgue.
In short, I quickly figured out that it had been a mistake to come here, and I still had about 140 hours of unrelenting boredom ahead of me. Think about it: A week of pure vacation is a valuable thing to waste sitting on a cushion. I kept imagining the myriad other ways I could have spent it. Back to Japan? To Alaska, into the wild? Scuba diving? Rock climbing? Anything and anywhere but here.
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Maraya1969
Sep 2017
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tymorial
(3,433 posts)2. What the fuck is this?
That is just horrible.
Goonch
(3,830 posts)4. On 11th June 1963, 67-year-old Buddhist monk Thch Quang Duc sat down in the lotus position at
a busy crossroads in Saigon, doused himself in petrol, lit a match and burned to death. This spectacular public act of self-immolation in protest against the South Vietnamese governments persecution of Buddhists sent shockwaves throughout the Western world, galvanising judgment and triggering alarm bells that despite the American governments assurances all was not tickety-boo in Vietnam.
tymorial
(3,433 posts)5. I am aware of the incident
I find your use of it disgusting and as I said horrible.
Maraya1969
(23,025 posts)3. I think you should delete that
tymorial
(3,433 posts)6. Thank you
tymorial
(3,433 posts)7. I have been practicing meditation for 24 years
I've gone several hours many times. I don't have the discipline to do it all day for 7 days with breaks in between. To do this effectively take some serious dedication