I started out as a child, to paraphrase Bill Cosby. One of my oldest memories was trying to get into bed with my parents and being rebuffed. I would curl up on the floor next to the bed. Remember clearly looking at the patterns in the rug or on the wall paper, it was the 50's wall paper being popular back then. My eyes would go round and round, connecting and unconnecting the patterns. I know now that I was meditating. Fast forward to now. I'm a recovering alcoholic. Mindfulness and Metta have played a major, if not the major role in maintaining my sobriety. It feels like finally this is IT. Anyhow, I ramble.
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