Meditation and the Art of Kicking Ass [Thursday, September 4, 2014]

[sith_happened]

Anakin was back in the center of the room, looking...damp and not entirely serene. Teaching guided meditation when ice water kept dropping from nowhere was going to be a challenge. At least today he was more prepared for it: there was a pile of fluffy towels tucked into the corner of the Danger Shop to dry off anyone who got hit with a sudden deluge (assuming that the water wouldn't also hit the towels).

"Hello," Anakin said, gesturing for the students to join him on the mats. "The very first lesson in meditation is to learn how to concentrate on your own breathing without listening to every stupid thought your brain tosses at you. Sit down and make sure you're comfortable, then start counting your breaths. We're not trying to control them or hold them--just focus on how your body is working." He closed his eyes. "Breathe in, then out and count your breath silently to yourself. When you get to ten, start ove-eeeeEEEEEEEEEEEEE SITHSPIT."

Guess who just got drenched, kids. Go on.

Glaring at the ceiling, Anakin blew out a frustrated breath. "Then start again. Stang."

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Ohhhhhhhhm

[sith_happened]

Sit on the floor! Count your breaths! Get annoyed by how your brain never stops talking.

Oh get drenched by ice water. All the cool kids are.

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[ultimatehottie.livejournal.com]

Johnny was at least slightly prepared for this week's class. He'd bought an umbrella hat (http://www.amazon.com/Windy-City-Novelties-Umbrella-Hat/dp/B004SSVMP2) and he was freaking wearing it because he was getting tired of getting drenched.

Also, he made it look good on him.

He was having trouble with the actual meditation exercise, though. He needed to talk to Anakin which, if he listened to his roommate, might be dangerous. Or his roommate might be crazy. And that might make her a little more hot. Wait, that's a bad thought to have. If Ben were here, he'd make a joke about how empty Johnny's head usually was. That would be a pretty good joke.

So yeah, stupid brain kept on thinking. He was trying, though!

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[notaweenie.livejournal.com]

Dressed in a poncho, Barry did his best to clear his head.

What actually happened though was a lot of fidgeting and cakculating pi in his head.

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[spin_kick_snap]

Kathy had somehow managed to get through the week without getting soaked. Somehow, this had translated to a belief that she would continue to escape a dousing.

She was probably wrong, but it was working for her now.

Just sitting wasn't helping her shut out her thoughts any, so she decided to indulge in a little yoga to help focus her thoughts a little more. Lowering herself into a split, she tried to time her breaths with the stretching of her muscles. Wait, did that still count as thinking?

Darn it!

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[notconflicted]

Sia didn't like meditation much, but she definitely knew how to do it. Was she the only person who could sit here and clear their mind?

Aww yeah, Imperial Knight training for the win.

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[not_a_moonie]

Okay, Alana was on the floor, her eyes were closed, she was breathing evenly and keeping her mind blank.

She rocked this meditation thi --

And then down came the ice water, and Alana let out a screech of swearing that likely ruined the zen of anyone sitting too close.

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[nobodysbatman.livejournal.com]

Yeah, no, Scott was definitely not anywhere near being able to clear his mind- he was way too on edge about being caught off guard by a potential ice-water-drenching to relax.

... Look, when being startled meant suddenly growing fangs and claws, you'd probably not be letting your guard down either.

So he was doing the breath-counting thing, sure, but he kept losing count.