Hippie habit.

The other week I was chit-chatting on the phone with my one (hippie) friend from (Michigan), and she was telling me that she has a new meditation practice.

Since some cultures divide up colors differently and don't have a color "blue," she goes down to the Great Lake near her and stares at it and gets absorbed in the colors for like fifteen minutes at a time, as she thinks, "Not blue, not blue, not blue..."