I could meditate anywhere -- in the kitchen, the bathroom, the garage. All I need is a straight-backed chair and a pillow for my arm rest.. Silence helps.
So does a pleasant view. At home, when weather permits, I sit on the porch and take in my backyard garden and pond. The birds chirping as the dawn breaks -- and the little waterfall in the pond -- add a calming soundtrack.
I could never have survived my five weeks touring Europe this summer if I hadn't been sleeping well. And I slept well through that adventure, in part, because I meditated every day. Here are some of the things I observed during my "joy of quiet" time on the road.
The view from my room at the Hotel Elizabeth in London lacked beauty, except for the tree by the parking lot:
Nothing else came close to the views from my balcony in Mürren, Switzerland. There wasn't much "joy of quiet," however; always in the background was the pleasant rumble of mountain waterfalls.