All posts tagged: Meditation

Ask your belly

Let’s talk about food. Several times a day all of us reach out for nourishment. We take food, put it in our mouths and chew it up. What we eat becomes who we are. How do you choose to eat the things that you eat? Is it because that’s what’s there? Someone put it in front of you, or it’s what’s left in the fridge. You really don’t think about it that much. Do you eat what some expert has told you to eat? More whole grains, more vegetables, less fat. The right diet for your blood type, … Or do you rebel against the word of the experts because they feel restrictive? Is it the packaging that appeals to you? The popular new restaurant, the fancy box on the super market shelf, or the newest miracle food. Or is there something deeper compelling you to eat? a craving or compulsion a desire for something delicious, familiar, satisfying. But really, what is the purpose of eating anyway? I say it is to nourish the body with …

imagine yourself …

Imagine yourself standing in a clearing. Green grass, soft moss under your feet. A circle of trees around you. Comforting, protecting, watching over you. Breathe deep, inhaling the sweet smell of forest, the life from all around you. You may notice some familiar trees nearby, Cedar, Maple, Hawthorne, Doug Fir or perhaps others you have no name for, but they feel like kin. A little closer are the flowers and bushes surrounding you, gently merging with the edge of the clearing. Imagine you can see the roots from the tall trees, the shrubs, the flowers and grass all growing down and out, entwined with each other and the fugal micelium that connects them all. You too are connected.  You may not have physical roots, but your energy comes out in lines and waves, like little rootlets all around you. Bigger ‘roots’ extend from your palms, the soles of your feet the tip of your spine, the top of your head, those energy centers throughout your body refered to as chakras. Tune into them now, feel …

Walking the labyrinth

After a long day I went out for a barefoot stroll around the neighborhood, just to stretch my legs and feel nature before I turn in to bed. A block from my home there is a field, which was recently mowed and in it I saw stones and white lines of paint. As I got closer I could discern the beginnings of a labyrinth. Someone has gone to quite a bit of bother to lay out this complex shape in a public place. I felt invited in to walk toward the center. I love the way a labyrinth draws me in. At first the path seems short and direct, but after a few steps it curves and turns back on itself. The meandering journey slows the mind and opens the heart. First I move in and then it again. I find myself pausing to take a deep breath and soak in my surroundings. A couple of tall trees, blackberry blossoms, familiar weeds between my toes, soft sand and little jagged rocks under my feet. I …

On the inner plane you can not lie

When I work with little children I listen to the subtle voices, as much as possible. People communicate, just like plants and animals, silently on the inner plane. It is easiest to hear when we’re not talking, or with little children. Little children don’t know how to lie, they just tell it how they see it. What is inside them comes out. But words are tricky and soon they learn that they can say things that are not “true” and that has all sorts of interesting effects. As adults we swim in lies, so many we hardly know they are there. Beliefs, Illusions, Stories, … call them what you will, the things we tell ourselves and each other that aren’t real and then try hard to live in accordance with. I spend much of my time in meditation trying to sort that out and find my way back to Reality. Plants live there, and little children. On the inner plane you can not lie, only pretend you don’t hear.

Big decisions

An evening to myself. Do I work on restringing my crystal mala while listening to a call from Swami Kaleshwar’s Ashram? I really enjoyed that last night. Deep opening and meditative resonance. Or do I eat ginger dark chocolate and poke around on Pinterest for inspiration? Maybe read a little on Facebook and consider how the full moon in Scorpio will effect me. I guess I chose a bit of the latter so far. Nice. Maybe now it’s time for meditation. Here is a dogwood blossom from my walk yesterday for your enjoyment.

Is all this healing work worth it?

Recently, on my way to herb school, I remembered a class from last year where a fellow student had helped me work on the chronic pain in my shoulder.  “Hmm, I haven’t really had that issue in months.” I thought to myself. “I wonder what else has improved in the past year or so. ” I, like many people, have an ongoing list of health issues that I struggle with. Currently it is my slow digestion that I am most focused on. It occupies a lot of my time and thought, to tweak my diet and herbs, massage my belly, focus on letting go of what I no longer need with ease … As I’m working with these little daily changes I get impatient and sometimes it’s hard to see the big picture.  I get frustrated with how slowly things change. Is all this healing work worth it? Sound familiar? But really, are they that slow to change? Here’s my health inventory. As I said, my neck and shoulders are no longer in chronic pain. …

God serving God

Seva = service “Please help to humanity. I keep begging and asking, we are one. We don’t have any religion. Our religion is only love. God is one. Candles might be different but flame light is same.” – Sri Kaleshwar The greatest meditation is to help another person. To care about another’s happiness more than my own. Even just for a moment. I listened to a reading today where Swami Kaleshwar was urging us, once again, to go out in the world and take care of the needy. I could go out to a retirement center or a hospital and look for people in need. I could bring food or flowers or a book to read and be there as a friend to them. There are so many people who are sick and lonely. To go out and find a stranger to serve, it’s out there as something to look into. But it is a little daunting at this point in time. I see so many people in my day who are in need of …

Earth Mantra Day 12 – all night

I thought I would give reciting my mantra in bed another shot. The night before it had been so pleasant and cozy and relaxing. I put my daughter to bed at 10:30, way past our usual bed time. The Cosby Show on netflix had entranced us. I gathered up my things, the mala and the small pot of soil, and crawled under the down comforter. Counting the beads in my right hand I stuck my left thumb in the soil to connect to the earth element and started to recite the mantra under my breath. This is by far the longest mantra I have ever recited and if I’m alert and moving quickly I can get through it in 30 minutes. But that really doesn’t ever happen. Spirit always has another plan for me. In this case I was unconscious by the time I reached 1/4 of the beads and then awoke to a knock on my door. There was my sweet daughter who had had a nightmare and wanted to crawl in bed with …