Third Meditation

Today I meditated in late afternoon in front of the back door facing a huge pile of snow which I used to reign in my thoughts. Thinking on snow can lea to adll sorts of metaphors I realized. I went from thinking about solid purity, to the false purity of snow, (it looks clean but it's actually made up of ice and dirt) to the blood of Christ that washes whiter than snow.
My mind ventured to a place of fullness in its awareness of my conscious and physical self. I have been to this place before, I realized. I think it deserves further exploration. It's a sort of strange sensation that plays with my sense of depth. It lends a keen since of the present. I was pleased to reach such a place only about ten minutes into my session but it also sort of hindered me a bit because such a dynamic state of being in the present makes me really sense where I am- that I am me, in my chair, sitting, in this room, alone and very venerable. I kept visualizing myself from behind and it gave me the creeps. I made extra effort to keep my thoughts on what was in front of me.
Because I didn't get started to about 4:45pm I knew I was pushing my luck with solitude. My sister usually gets home some time after five pm. I only needed about 20 minutes so I decided to go ahead with it and try not to let the thought of her possibly coming home before I was finished distract me too much. I did reign my thoughts in pretty well anyway, considering but she did come in the front door before I was finished. I thought the interruption would be an abrasive jolt but really, since I was half expecting it, wasn't. Since the back door is aligned with the front I was the first thing she saw when entering and the moment went from serenity to laughter when she said "Are you in time out?" So I told her no, that I was just meditating and slowly began to stretch and get up from my chair.
I think it went very well today. I even had an unexpected pleasant finish after all. Before I stood up from the chair I stretched my upper body, arching my back and experienced a heavy blood rush through my whole body all the way to my brain. (Maybe I wasn't breathing deeply enough?) But I stayed seated so I wouldn't pass-out on the floor and the effect was quite euphoric. Don't know if that is an often desired consequence of meditation but it felt serenely in keeping with the whole intended mind frame so I went with it.