Meditation & Heartbreak
A terrible, no-good, very bad thing happened last night. I’m not going to talk about it, because I’m afraid if I do I’ll tumble into despair about the state of the world and the tragedy of this outcome. I’ll climb up onto a soapbox and likely won’t get off for a very, very long time. So instead I’m going to share with you a random thought I had today.
In a move toward becoming more grounded, I recently downloaded a meditation app called Headspace (shout out to my friend Emma who started working there not long ago. British GQ called it the happiest office in the world!). I’m now on Day 4 (it’s a slow road to enlightenment) and today, as I sat there listening to the soothing tones of some British dude guiding me through 10 minutes of peace and calm, I thought to myself, “I bet this guy’s exes hate that he’s the voice on this app.” Ha! I told you this was random.
When I hear the Headspace narrator I picture a regular British guy in his mid-thirties, probably with glasses and a laid back disposition (this is the guy you want around when shit hits the fan because he always keeps his cool). Odds are he’s had a few relationships in his day and Headspace claims to have over 6 million users. Surely there must be some crossover. Some of those could be random, like you’re browsing the App store, looking for some help on your journey to meditative bliss, you download this app, press go on Day 1 and BOOM! Your ex is in your ear, blabbing to you about watching your thoughts pass by and you’re thinking, THIS IS NOT WHAT I HAD IN MIND WHEN I WENT IN SEARCH OF PEACE!
Or even worse, maybe his girlfriend or boyfriend had already been using the app, maybe they were even super into it as a way of supporting their partner, when suddenly, heartbreak. And now the thing they used to use daily to get them into the flow, instead creates a Vesuvius-level eruption of heartache and rage. That would really suck.
So yah, that’s all. Just wanted to share. Because it seems that after last night’s results I need meditation more than ever. Maybe we all do. Except for the exes of course. They’re just going to have to turn somewhere else.
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