"On Day One I step into MNDFL, a Greenwich Village meditation studio that offers daily guided sessions; I’m a little on edge as long subway delays on the morning commute set my day slightly off-kilter and my overactive mind is racing with the general to-do lists and nervous chit-chat that I’ve come to recognize as my brain’s status quo. I’m feeling tired and sluggish. (Did I mention this experiment coincided with an attempt to wean myself off a coffee addiction?) But stepping out of the crowded subway and into the beautiful downtown space seems to have an immediate calming effect. The exposed brick walls are painted white and gray. Ceiling-height indoor plants hug the corners and moss accents line the entryway, which feels like a cozy living room. The studio is packed with people milling about, drinking the complimentary tea and lounging on the sofas in the no-phone, no-shoes zone. It’s busy but there’s a palpable softness that seems to fill the room. These people must be regulars, I think.
I’m slightly anxious. I’m at the tail-end of a cold. Will i spend the next 30 minutes unsuccessfully stifling coughs and sneezes? What if I want to leave midway through? We file into the studio and onto the surprisingly comfortable cushions.
The instructor, Yael Shy, leads the class and begins with a body scan..."
Originally published in the New York Jewish Week by Miriam Groner. Read the entire article here.