Mindfulness In Plain English の小説・ストーリー

“First, we center ourselves through mindfulness. We must quiet our minds in order to hear our inner beast and allow it the space to guide us,” Tharion said quietly, his voice calm, authoritative—like a Nordic guru imparting wisdom to his young disciple. “Close your eyes. Focus on your breath. Breathe in slowly, counting to four. Hold your breath for a count of four. Exhale through your mouth for a count of four.” Kaplan felt the tension drain from his muscles, his posture loosening as his focus sharpened on the rhythm of his breath.

Available always. Available without condition. The seeing that sees these words. The hearing that hears the quiet. The feeling that feels the chair. The tasting that tastes the air. The smelling that smells the room. The thinking that thinks the next thought. All of it. This. No technique required. No practice required. No state to enter. No level to reach. Only the obvious. The inescapable. The undeniable. The mind may protest. The mind may demand proof. The mind may ask “how?”