We’ve all been there: So wound-up from bills, emails, missed deadlines, and the general bullshit of existence that we need some way of just letting go.
They say meditation helps, but a soothing voice telling me to discard the weight of my tax return like it’s some sort of fur serape makes me want to smash things.
This, however, clicks.
“Gradually, let the horse-shit of the external world fade from your awareness,” the narrator’s tranquil voice beckons us. “If your thoughts drift to the three-ring shit show of your life, bring your attention back to your breathing.”
I feel suddenly, strangely calm.