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Xu Pengcheng originally held the raisin in his palm with a polite "holding" gesture.

Following the guidance of Nan Zhuren.

Xu Pengcheng slowly lowered his hand, twisted his body, and placed the hand holding the raisins directly on the coffee table instead of dangling it in the air.

At the same time, lean your body forward to keep your entire torso in a comfortable position.

Then he looked at Nan Zhuren, his eyes showing a "that's enough" expression.

Nan Zhuren nodded.

……

A complete Mindfulness Raisin Practice session typically consists of four to five stages.

This is the first stage: the environmental anchoring stage.

It is now complete.

The second stage then begins – [Dissociation of the Five Senses Observation].

This is the most operational step among the five stages.

The five senses refer to sight, hearing, touch, smell, and taste.

Human senses have a synesthetic mode. For example, when a person sees the appearance of a cake or smells its aroma, they will unconsciously salivate, as if they are actually tasting the cake in their mouth.

This is the synesthesia of sight, smell, and taste.

But people who have never eaten cake will not experience this kind of synesthesia. This form of synesthesia is an automatic response pattern formed in a person's life.

When anorexic individuals think about food, they experience aversion and nausea; this is also a type of "automatic response pattern."

【Dissociation of the five senses】 means separating the five senses of sight, hearing, touch, smell, and taste, decoupling sensory experience from emotions, and breaking this automation.

The principle is complicated to explain, but it is not complicated to operate.

Simply put, it requires visitors to use their five senses in turn to experience the food.

……

Nan Zhuren looked at Xu Pengcheng.

First, there is one of the five senses—sight.

"Now, look at this thing in your palm."

“We don’t need to eat it. It’s not a ‘raisin’ now. It can be anything. We’re trying to observe it like we would a fallen leaf, a star, or even an alien object.”

Nan Zhuren's speech became increasingly slow and soft, like cotton clouds that wanted to envelop one's ears.

Xu Pengcheng pursed his lips, his expression tense, but he quickly relaxed.

Nan Zhuren continued:

"What color is it? Is its color evenly distributed?"

What kind of patterns and depressions does it have on its surface?

Do you think the wrinkles on its surface resemble a river, or the rings of a tree?

A peculiar curiosity, like that of an infant exploring the outside world for the first time, began to appear in Xu Pengcheng's eyes.

Nan Zhuren guided her step by step.

In the beginning, he would say one step, and Xu Pengcheng would do one step.

But soon, Xu Pengcheng began to actively turn his palm over, and then directly used his other hand to pick up the raisin and began to observe it from multiple angles.

It was as if, in his eyes, the raisin had truly become something else he was seeing for the first time.

Nan Zhuren smiled with satisfaction.

After the visual experience, it's time for the tactile experience.

"Okay, I see you've already picked up this 'little thing' in your hand."

Nan Zhuren said softly, "Now, please focus all your attention on touch and pay attention to how this 'little thing' feels to the touch."

"Gently run your fingertips over its surface—is it a little sticky, or a little dry?"

Is it as rough as old tree bark? Or as soft as a baby's cheek?

Xu Pengcheng slightly tightened his grip on the raisin and gently squeezed it.

Then, it became a kind of smoothness, a kind of kneading.

First one hand, then both hands together.

His focused expression was almost identical to when Chonghui was collecting data.

Visually, he was now completely unable to focus his attention on Nan Zhuren. Nan Zhuren nodded slightly: "Next, we'll put this 'little thing' next to our ear—"

After touch comes hearing.

"Bring it close to your right ear and gently rub it with your thumb and forefinger—see if we can hear some sounds."

"Perhaps you can hear some faint sounds."

"Does the sound you hear resemble the rustling of autumn leaves, or the gentle waves in the distance?"

Nan Zhuren waited quietly for a while.

If there is almost no sound, then allow yourself to listen to the existence within that silence.

It's indeed very difficult to make a sound by rubbing raisins with your fingers.

However, at this point, what you need to "listen" to doesn't entirely come from the raisins.

Xu Pengcheng frowned slightly, as if he were focused, or perhaps he had encountered some obstacle in his exploration.

Then, it relaxed.

"Now, let's slowly move this little thing in your hand toward your nose."

After hearing comes smell.

"Let's smell this little thing in front of you. Does it have any scent?"

"If it exists, what does it smell like?"

"Is it strong or mild?"

Is it cool or warm?

Is it dry or moist?

Xu Pengcheng slowly closed his eyes, and his breathing became long and deep.

"If you'd like, you can smell it with the left and right sides of your nose respectively."

"Will this make the smell any different? If so, how will it be different?"

call--

Xu Pengcheng slowly exhaled.

His cheeks became increasingly slack, to the point that he showed no expression at all.

Of the five senses, four have already been experienced.

The remaining taste is the key.

The heavy is not included in the second stage of "dissociation of the five senses observation".

The next stage is the third phase – [Controlled Contact Experience]

Nan Zhuren's voice became increasingly cautious.

At the same time, they began to carefully observe Xu Pengcheng's reaction.

"Next, if you'd like, you can try letting this little thing stay between your lips."

Xu Pengcheng's hand paused slightly at his lips.

His eyes were already closed during the olfactory experience.

At this moment, it began to tremble slightly, as if it were struggling.

Nan Zhuren's voice was steady and slow, like a large hand gently stroking Xu Pengcheng's back.

"Or—you could hover this little thing about one centimeter away from your lips."

"At this distance, how does your body react?"

"What is the attitude of your lips, your throat, and other parts towards this little thing?"

Nan Zhuren's voice carried a hint of encouragement.

"if you can--"

“We tried to get this little thing to lightly touch the lips—a brief, fleeting touch, like a dragonfly skimming the water.”

He didn't finish his words.

Xu Pengcheng couldn't help but take a small sip of the raisin in his hand.

(End of this chapter)