I had a notion that flickered for a moment. I tried to grab it, like it was a butterfly. But I was distracted by someone asking me to pass the butter. I passed the butter and did other things you are supposed to do at breakfast time because it was breakfast time. But is there such a thing as thinking time?
“Yes dummy,” someone said. “Meditation.”
But I don’t think that’s the time to think of what I had been thinking. Although I do not remember what I had been thinking. But if I was thinking something that was okay to think about during meditation, I find myself thinking of meditation. Which I don’t like to do. Because it feels like doing nothing. Thinking feels like action.
Meditation feels like passing the butter.