Logan's Blog: The Domes

    Every morning, I wake up and look out my window, and immediately feel hungry. This is because my room affords a view of the mens' meditation dome, which in the morning reminds me more than vaguely of a giant pastry. But aside from the fact that I lead a highly food-centric life, seeing the dome also gives me a chance to reflect every morning.
    You see, I haven't taken my Siddhis yet; I practice Transcendental Meditation, as opposed to being a Siddha. If that's still too complicated to understand, it just means that I haven't learned the advanced technique for TM yet.
    Here's what I think on the mornings in which donuts don't immediately overtake my mental barriers:
    "You know, I'd really like to meditate in the domes." By the way, picture me as a character in a Woody Allen movie as I'm saying this; maybe I'm slightly neurotic and toying with an oversized number two pencil while speaking. "I'd really like to meditate in the domes, but sometimes- sometimes, Billy," I'll say, addressing my chair and the various pairs of pants strewn across my floor. "Sometimes, Billy," I'll continue, infuriatingly repeating my thougths as I struggle valiantly to attain lucidity, "sometimes, I just feel like, although it's a huge privelige to have an opportunity such as this-" and here, I stop and scratch my head reflectively, looking down at my Playstation boxers and smiling, twitching slightly, "it's great to have an opportunity such as this- I mean, who would have thought I'd be where I am even two years ago? But, it's just that..."
    -And here the camera zooms in, on eyes that clearly have seen suffering, but maybe I have a Kool-aid mustache from the cranberry juice I drank the night before, so it's also funny- "it's just that, it also seems like a responsibility. I mean, am I ready?" Here, the camera will zoom in on the pencil, linger on my anxious fingers working around it, then slowly zoom out. "Am I ready to integrate with the universe on such a deep level? I know some people get their Siddhis within months of learning TM, but doesn't it take some level of personal commitment? Am I ready? Billy, what do you think?" And Billy, who I really believe is Gandalf the Grey ("Oy! Long story!" my character would say if you asked him), responds like this:
    "Loganatr, here's what I think: chill out. When the student is ready the teacher will appear."
    "Holy crap you're smart," I say, breaking character.
    "I know," Billy says.

And the camera zooms out, and I'm happy, mostly because I'm thinking of donuts again. But also because I know that I'll inevitably take the Siddhis, but maybe since I've only been meditating for a few months, maybe I can take it easy and let the universe come to me.