Have you faked a meditation?

There’s something to be said
For faking a meditation.
Yes, it has its pitfalls —
No substitute for the real thing —
But it does have its perks.

Poised on the cushion,
Still, composed, eyes closed,
Breathing with intention.

The motionlessness brings movement:
Ideas drift into view.
Relaxation meets discipline,
Carving a quiet path
Where problems are solved,
Lists form themselves,
And inspiration tiptoes in.

Then —
You remember.

You’re here to observe.
To watch thoughts rise and fall.
Not follow them.
Not chase or resist.
Just notice.
With equanimity.

But then:
“Oh, what inspiration!”
“Yes — I must do that.”

And maybe — just this once —
You reach for that brilliant idea.
Too precious to let pass.
A gift! A solution! A spark!

And then another arises —
“That will help my friend,”
“My client needs this,”
“This could change everything.”

Then — again —
You remember.
You come back to the breath.
But gently hold your ideas,
Ready for the bell.

When the session ends,
You leap up —
Grateful for what arrived
In the space meant for silence.

And yes,
You were aware.
You were mindful.

But you weren’t quite meditating —
Not fully.
Not exactly.

Still,
It worked today.
And you’ll try again
Next time.