Today I listened to Thich Nhat Hanh’s discourse on loving yourself. He spoke of the body, the wonder of it, how all our ancestors, human, animal, vegetal and mineral, and our future was all within the essence of our body. That the clean air and mother earth and the sun rays were all there, andContinue reading “Relief”
I was meditating. I heard the beautiful song of a bird. I observed my first thought, I must move towards it, and then the second, open yourself and receive it, there’s nothing to move towards. I felt that, in my heart, in my body. It’s tricky, finding the words, more often than not they justContinue reading “The Bird”
Today’s post is not easy for me to write. Growing up I never really received the typical love and affection from my grandparents. My father’s father died a couple of years before I was born, I did not like my grandmother. On my mom’s side, my grandfather was a quiet reasonable meditative man, I respectedContinue reading “Forgive Me”
Today I meditated on my father, I embraced him, forgave him, wrapped him up in energy. This was difficult for me. This was the first time I have meditated for him. When I opened my eyes, the sun rise had turned into morning, an angelic yellow healing us all.
This is only the second time I have had this experience. I sat down to meditate, focussing on my breathing, in, out, in, out, in, out, deep, slow. It is hard for me to find the words. But it felt like I slowly melted into the present. I was aware of the tiny pulsations inContinue reading “Happy Child”
The most distressing thing one might hear a human being iterate is “I am alone”. No one ever has or ever will be alone. As I sit here in meditation listening to the rain and the birds and the insects, really listening, I am filled with wonder for I too once used to say “IContinue reading “Alone”
I feel weightless. “The Practice”, Thích Nhất Hạnh calls it. Yesterday when I was playing ball with the kids an unfamiliar dog appeared. He was a dirty brown, matted fur. He walked with a limp, there was saliva dripping from his mouth, his eyes were red, he seemed to be teetering on the threshold ofContinue reading “Little Dog”
It was different today. Some sort of breakthrough. I lost all sense of form and shape. I did not feel sleepy. A discovery, my sleepiness is not the result of relaxation during meditation, rather a means to avoid the unknown. The ‘concept’ of letting go is beginning to reveal itself. What must that be, allContinue reading “Magic”