People tend to have a shallow concept about meditation. But they have no idea how hard it is, to keep your thoughts calm, at bay. To accept all negative snippets of thoughts dropping like hails in your head before you can actually let them go.

I have been trying for as long as I can remember and never have I experienced the blissful silence they all speak about. It frustrates me so much that today, I decided fo skip meditation class.

I sat on the creaking wooden floor on my porch looking out at the beautiful display of the night. The darkness that’s almost thick and tangible. The sky that reminds me of the sea with potent dark food colouring. The stars probably the sea crystals levitating to the surface. Trust me you only find treasures as night if you are brave enough to go digging.

And the moonlight looks like a big bulb of hope, scorching the obscenities to reveal what’s really beautiful beneath layers. The light suddenly felt brighter like someone almost increased its illumination. The clouds around it shown and I could swear on seeing a rainbow around the moon. My ears pricked with noise from faraway. But I was enchanted by the marvel of the big stone of white crystal light for my attention to judder.

Nothing mattered anymore, not the bad day I had this morning or my anxiety and worries about tomorrow. It was just me, the moon and my hopes getting bright in the darkness of the cold night.

I watched it carefully, my mum told me observations is also meditating : “you just need to be aware of what you are observing”, she always says. And I smiled. And then frowned and I smiled again. Because I lost me train of thought I was observing the moon and it’s light. And a thought dropped in my head. Didn’t even realised I got distracted but now I have realised. I can let go and move on with my silence observation.

Meditating will never be easy even with a focal point as enticing as the wonderland of the moon.