The Observer

I've flirted with meditation, but I can't quite get the hang of it...although I do it more frequently than I did, and I've seen results because of this. So I bought a book that indicates all you have to do is practice consistently for 8 minutes a day. We will see as I am dedicating myself to the endeavor.

Then recently I read that even thought we identify with our thoughts and we’re influenced by our thoughts, we aren’t our thoughts. Umm, interesting, or at least it was to me. As anyone knows who has dealt with depression/anxiety----negative thoughts about our self and what others think is our worst enemy.

When meditating, they (those who know about this sort of thing) instruct as negative thoughts arise, observe them but don’t buy into it---let it dissipate. Which is something I haven’t gotten the hang of yet, but I’m working on it. And when I read that our thoughts aren’t who we are, that rang a bell, and brought to mind this concept of catching of my soul, something I’ve felt forever---that I can almost touch it, that who I truly am—the Observer.