For the first time in what feels like months, the evening is mine to do with as I please. The boy is in bed and my American colleagues are off on a 4-day weekend, which means the pressing matters of the day job can wait until tomorrow. So tonight I will enjoy something that I've sorely missed over the last couple of months: I'm going to meditate.
People choose to meditate for any number of reasons, but I generally use the time to recharge my creativity. When the endless mental chatter is calmed and the mind focused on the singular task at hand, solutions to complex problems are often discovered. Occasionally these will appear during a meditation but, more often than not, the answers to how something can be solved are worked out by the subconscious and communicated via dreams. On days when I meditate, my dreams are much more vivid and memorable … though no less improbable.