I first attempted meditation in my late 20s, thinking it would be a cool thing to do. I even thought it might get me a love interest being ‘cool and all that!’
The lotus position of sitting cross-legged and upright on a cushion was out of the question for me due to being paralysed. Insert link. So I would sit in a quiet place and attempt ‘meditation’ which lasted approximately two minutes.
My thoughts kept coming thick and fast and there was no chance I could sit without thinking for two minutes. I wanted peace, tranquility and blissful escapism. Come on; it cannot be that hard to sit and do nothing.
Dammit. Not only did my thoughts continue I swear they got louder and more frequent. I had to find an easier way, lucky I did.