I spent an hour today practicing my own form of meditation. Took me a while for me to find my moment but I calmed enough in the end. As I smelt the incense and listened to the music I drifted on in my imagination. I breathed, grew wings of Raven feather and flew off across a turbulent ocean until the rain on the roof brought me back to reality. Well as much as I ever get back to reality.
Several hours later I’m still feeling calm despite some insane drivers on the road when I went to pick my daughter up. So far I haven’t had to used the tranqs like I have these past few days. It may sound corny but I believe meditation can really help the bipolar mind. Though you have to pick your moments, not force it and find a method that works for you.