Basics of Meditation
Meditation is a simple practice available to all, and there are countless ways to go about it. Mindfulness can reduce stress, increase calmness and clarity, and promote joy even in the face of suffering. Learning how to meditate is straightforward, and from there, you can create a personal practice that fits your life.
Here, we offer basic tips to get you started on a path toward a greater sense of groundedness and wellbeing. Take a deep breath, and get ready to let go of stress and tension – maybe not all of it, yet enough to feel less anxiety and more ease through your day-to-day life.
What to expect
Every meditation leader brings something different to the way they practice. Below is a agenda of 5 activities and their estimated length for a typical night.
1. Metta (10 mins)
2. Body Meditation (8 mins)
3. Walking (5 mins)
4. Audio (15 mins)
5. Dharma Sharing (10 mins)
Donations will go to our leaders for QTPoC Meditation in Brooklyn, as well as to the original resources here on Rest for Resistance, including guided meditation recordings and videos.
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