My practice had become more intermittent in terms of sitting time bc of changes in scheduling. When I do sit, my awareness just immediately drops into this weird place. Bliss-like, no sense of center. My awareness just seems like this ambient fog rolling through my body. I have no idea what's happening though. I feel a bit lost, but I'm content to just sit when I can and roll with it. Still listening various dharma podcasts when I can and reading a bit. Have lately been enjoying Ken McLeod's A Trackless Path (dzogchen).
My practice had become more intermittent in terms of sitting time bc of changes in scheduling. When I do sit, my awareness just immediately drops into this weird place. Bliss-like, no sense of center. My awareness just seems like this ambient fog rolling through my body. I have no idea what's happening though. I feel a bit lost, but I'm content to just sit when I can and roll with it. Still listening various dharma podcasts when I can and reading a bit. Have lately been enjoying Ken McLeod's A Trackless Path (dzogchen).