Meditation…quiet the mind
I couldn’t of been more than 10 years old lying on the floor in my dads house listening to someone tell me to relax my toes, my ankles and all my body parts up to my head. It was when she got to the part where we were painting the inside of our mind in black, back-and-forth, back-and-forth, back-and-forth, that something happened. Somehow or another my body seem to float. I literally felt myself split, that part of me was above…