And some people by gazing at a candle?
Do you think it's okay if I spend a lot of minutes just looking at my cat's face?
Because to tell you the truth, that's the only form of focused meditation I get in regularly throughout the day, I mean of the kind where you empty your mind and your thoughts stop racing.
I think she knows this, which is why she parks herself right next to my left hand as I type, but back far enough so I can gaze upon her striped splendor.
To my right, on the wall, is a collage I made that I find myself looking up at a million times as I write, but not really seeing.
When I see Ermengarde, I always see just her.