I started meditation while looking for something new. If asked, I wouldn't have said I was trying to find a "quick fix" or to make my problems go away, but I'm only human — that's exactly what I wanted. It's what we all would want, if such a thing existed.
I meditated once, using a free trial of a popular app, and while I considered myself immediately not very good at it, I sensed something in there that I knew was worth keeping in my life. A mini reset button, perhaps. Something that would sweep aside, briefly, what had just been weighing on my mind.
At first, meditation felt like a pair of old windshield wipers. It would wipe the rain around, I guess, but I couldn't really see much better through the windshield. Through repetition and stripping away my expectations, I improved the quality of my wipers. I'm now better able to cleanly scrape all the rain off with each cycle. Of course, it just keeps raining, so I have to keep wiping.
Today's issue is about repetition and why it's essential in a meditation practice.