It always amazes me how childlike and innocent I feel after a meditation class. Even when it’s hard to meditate, the world is altered when I step out the door. The colors are more vivid and the air more sharp, as if someone removed a veil. I guess it’s the veil of thought that gets lifted when you meditate.
It’s weird how much of the world is obscured when you don’t. But with meditation, it just seems that you become more fully present with every moment. It all seems so immediate and wondrous. It’s almost like you become dumbfounded- aware of the air that you’re breathing, of the way the breeze shifts and lifts your hair, and how the earth supports your steps.
You get a new pair of eyes to see the same old world in a new light.