This is my big news. Five hours in a single stretch: literally the first time for more than two weeks. I know the natural assumption is that it must feel like a relief, but, honestly, it’s not that simple. Of course, there’s always the relief of slipping back into a familiar old habit – and for me, five hours in one stretch is the norm, since I normally rise to meditate after this. But it’s also much more complicated. Once my biorhythm had accepted and acclimatised to the fasting routine of sleeping two hours and then rising, there was a certain beauty in sitting to meditate in the dead of night instead of the pre-dawn hours, there was a certain peace in sitting afterwards to write, with the silence of the night allowing my mind to express itself in an effortless, uninterrupted flow. Continue reading 21 day water fast: day 22 (follow up)
I’ve not written in the last couple of days because there really hasn’t been any significant change to talk about. Subtle shifts, yes, but it’s taken a couple of days to establish whether these are real or just my imagination.
Maybe first and foremost has been a gradually rise in mental energy – as opposed to physical energy which, although slightly stronger, still falls into the “hitting the wall” category of debilitating weakness. Over the last few days I’ve had to take care of some work on the computer. My concentration and focus has been totally 100%, and in terms of stamina has been well above my everyday standard. I put in a couple of eight-hour days without any breaks and without any fatigue. The funny thing is that I’ve managed this on increasingly less and less sleep. I just don’t get tired. Continue reading 21 day water fast: days 12, 13, 14