Thoughts on Daydreaming
Thoughts on Daydreaming Some thoughts on daydreaming, attention, and not trying very hard I’ve always daydreamed. Looking out a window. Letting my eyes rest somewhere in the distance. Not thinking about anything in particular. Not trying to stop thinking either. Just… pausing. For most of my life, I never called this anything. It was just something I did. Later on, I was introduced to meditation. The formal kind. Eyes closed. Sit still. Focus on the breath. Clear the mind. I never liked it. Not because it was hard. But because it felt unnatural to me. Too inward. Too sealed off. Too much effort directed at doing it right . What I noticed instead was this: When my eyes were open, when I was grounded in a room, when light was coming in through a window, my mind settled on its own. No instructions required. Thoughts came up. Then passed. Sometimes they connected to each other. Sometimes they didn’t. There was no striving. No outcome. No finish line. It was easy. Just a gentle widenin...