Picking berries is my meditation

Seattle has wild (foreign, invasive) blackberries all over the place, and in Summer you can easily drive around a bit, spot them, and then spend twenty minutes picking and eating them. As someone from southern California, it's a marvelous thing for food to just be out there in the wild for the taking.

I get it, same reason I enjoy gardening alone in general.

Most of us spend our work time balancing 100 different things, putting out fires, bouncing between meetings, answering adhoc pings via calls/zooms/slacks, and struggling to do the deep work we are allegedly paid for in between.

There's a therapeutic aspect to certain kinds of physical hobby/chore work or full focussed hobbyist time that counterbalances this.

Otherwise at the end of a day of being burned out, we ruminate & doom scroll which only makes things worse.

For me its walking.

Life seems a bit better after a long walk preferably somewhere nice

I should start collecting all these 'touch grass' kind of situations. As inspiration. ;) I did learn that being in 'a flow state' and meditation are two different things, though. Super pedantic, yes yes. Both have merits, but dedicated meditation does have other, long lasting effects.

My two cents that no-one asked for.

Shelling peas has a similar quality

LOve it