Last summer I bumped into an old
colleague. We hadn’t seen each other for years and it transpired that
in the previous 18 months, her mother had died of cancer, her father had
moved in with her and she had been made redundant.
Yet
she seemed remarkably calm. How on earth was she coping? After joking
about the healing power of gin, she admitted her secret: she had
learned how to meditate.
We
have all read about the healing powers of meditation. Medical research
has found that it can reduce the risk of everything from heart disease
to strokes, depression and insomnia – but this was the first time I had
seen its benefits up close. Soon I was meditating twice a day,
too, even learning to fit it into train journeys to work or sneaking a
few quiet minutes in a bathroom cubicle at the office.
Before I bumped into my colleague I was running on empty. By day I was stressed by silly things that made me snap at people. By
night I would try to unwind with too many hours of television and too
many glasses of wine before lying awake in bed stewing over all my
worries.
Source - Daily Mail
