I am comfortable and happy again and so I ask what meditation is. Too often I contrast it with the restless body states, the doubt and the grasping I often have. But being or appearing peaceful at heart can have a subtle grasping to it as well. Like ecstasy, I feel that it is very close to the way things truly are, but the eye tends to shut in a kind of contrast to everything else.
Why shouldn't it feel the same way in its approach to the supposed me as anything else? I think it does when I see it for what it is; another state of mind and body that defines me as separate. It feels uncomfortable to shift into meditation from a pleasant state, until I stop trying so hard and bring my body and mind with me.
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