Contemplation of one’s navel as an aid to meditation.
It is well known in the usually jocular phrase directed towards self-absorbed pursuits.
From Greek omphalos (navel) + skepsis (act of looking, examination).
You know you love this word. I think the Kid must do this a lot. She can easily because she’s naked much of the time.
As you age, your contemplation might turn from “hey, where’d that color of lint come from?” to “hey, am I imagining things or is my belly button bigger and where is that bag of chips I just put down?”
What deep thoughts do you contemplate while navel gazing?