Well I can do that too, but I suppose one man's meditation is another man's navel contemplation. I often suspect that people who claim that they "meditate" a lot or who claim to be "spiritual" are often really saying that they think they have qualities or powers that mundane saddos like me lack, that they can somehow elevate themselves to some kind of higher plane (they're probably bloody vegans to boot). As I said, the world around us is wonderful enough as it is without my needing to levitate myself away from it into some inner depths of my cerebral cortex. There is a place for real mindfulness, I freely admit, but you won't find it on the personal pages of magazines and newspapers. It's rapidly becoming a word usurped.