I Spent 7 Days in Deep Meditation, and Here’s What Happened.

Seven Days. No Talking. No Distractions. Just My Mind… and It Was Brutal

After seven days of near-continuous meditation, I walked away with a stutter, shaking hands, and felt like I aged 30 years. It wasn’t enlightenment. It was war.

I think that I had to stay focused entirely on my breath for somewhere around 80 hours… and the minute I relaxed, a few screws fell loose. That’s the best way I can put it.

I’m not too worried about it — I think of it as a couple of harmless battle scars.

My meditation practice is on a whole new level.

Indeed, I wasn’t the only one who went on a roller coaster of emotions during this experience. Several people broke down into sobs and tears, either publicly or privately.

First things first — I cried myself to sleep on the first night.

My mind was staging a full-on rebellion. I have two pet things that my mind loves to cling to to keep me invested in my thoughts.

One of them involves an ongoing dispute with some of my relatives.

Suddenly, it was the most urgent thing in the world to try to resolve this problem while we were at a m…