Being with the magic of this moment means being fully present to that moment. It means focusing on the now rather than ruminating about the past or future. I had an amazing experience at Burning Man this year getting caught in a dust storm that was a complete whiteout. I could not even see my own hand in front of my face. It was the perfect opportunity to be 100% present and to just sit and be. I sat down on the sand. I closed my eyes. I listened to the wind and felt the swirling sand as it caressed by skin. I felt the warmth of the sun. I felt the ground beneath my legs and sit bones. I slowed my breathing through my scarf which protected me from breathing in the dust. It was at least 30 minutes, perhaps more. It was never frightening, it was peaceful. It was a moment to just be and relax. I opened my eyes also protected by pink goggles and I watched as the dust swirled into little clouds around me. I watched whirling dirveshes. It was a beautiful experience.
As for meditating with my eyes open, I do this often. I do this when I run and when I ride the bus, just being mindful of the moment and enjoying the passing trees.
On Nov 2, 2015 Kristin Pedemonti wrote :
Being with the magic of this moment means being fully present to that moment. It means focusing on the now rather than ruminating about the past or future. I had an amazing experience at Burning Man this year getting caught in a dust storm that was a complete whiteout. I could not even see my own hand in front of my face. It was the perfect opportunity to be 100% present and to just sit and be. I sat down on the sand. I closed my eyes. I listened to the wind and felt the swirling sand as it caressed by skin. I felt the warmth of the sun. I felt the ground beneath my legs and sit bones. I slowed my breathing through my scarf which protected me from breathing in the dust. It was at least 30 minutes, perhaps more. It was never frightening, it was peaceful. It was a moment to just be and relax. I opened my eyes also protected by pink goggles and I watched as the dust swirled into little clouds around me. I watched whirling dirveshes. It was a beautiful experience.
As for meditating with my eyes open, I do this often. I do this when I run and when I ride the bus, just being mindful of the moment and enjoying the passing trees.