I was struck by this HN comment (source):
I have been practicing meditation for 15 years, sometimes in batch of 100 hours.
The more I practice, the more the time slows down. Not just while meditating, but after the fact as well. Although it fluctuates and I’m not back to my kid self, it feels that I have tremendously more time now than a few years ago.
I suspect that it’s tied to how much present you manage to be.
When you are a kid, you are deeply immersed in whatever you are doing, and less and less so after that, especially in our age of distractions, multitasking, and intellectual work loads.
I think that the more you are immersed in the daily boring stuff, like just walking, doing chores, or taking your shower, the more you register the time you spend doing said activity, and the time seems to pass slowly.
In fact, I am sometimes under the impression my minutes, not just feel longer, but actually contain more, because I do so many things and then looking at the clock, it hasn’t moved much. This sensation increases when I meditate a lot.
I emailed the writer. I was struck again by his reply, some of which I’m sharing verbatim below (with his permission):
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Meditation is uninteresting repetition, again and again, no matter the technique. It’s only natural to find it uneasy.
This is not a race. It’s the opposite of a race. The faster you try to go, the slower you will progress. Yet efforts will lead to results. You have to be motivated without avidity, and it’s not an easy balance to find.
There is a huge difference in effects, between a casual practice (a few minutes, some of the days) and a robust practice (long sessions every day).
It’s a long term work. It’s, in fact, a life work. Our teacher jokes that at the center, we are at “Vipassana Kindergarden”. We are just beginning. Now we have to carry on and on. Half of the secret of success is simply showing up, every day.
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