02/03/2024
I got to spend a week, up in the hills of Marin County, meditating and learning more about the four fundamentals of mindfulness. No phone, no reading, no journaling and no talking.
Again, I share these things because I wish I had done this a long time ago, but it’s never too late. There’s nothing special about me, except my wife who encouraged me to go, and took care of the kids while I was gone. And my amazing team at work.
I cannot begin to describe how transformative this was for me. The effect of calming and clearing the mind was something I didn’t even know how much I needed. When I was 14, school was tough. ADD, Dyslexia, whatever they could use to label me unfit for this world. I told my mom, school is not for me, I need to go to Nepal and be a Buddhist monk. She told me I was crazy, but I felt strongly about it. Of course, that didn’t happen. So I stayed, got kicked out of that high school, dropped out of college, etc.
Fast forward to now, I’ve made my disabilities work for me, indifferent ways. And I finally got to meditate in a temple with Buddhist teachers. Three days in, I go to write one of the teachers a thank you note for her speech. It was the first time in my adult life I didn’t cross out any words, I didn’t write any words backwards, and my dyslexia had vanished. I’m not saying it’s the cure, or even that I’m cured. I’m saying that I had a strong feeling at a young age of something I needed to help me with something I have struggled with my entire life. And because of societal condtitioning, it took me 30 years to get here.
I’ve calmed my mind like never before. Learned things about myself. Remembered things I thought I forgot. And gained a deeper understanding of who I am.
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