First, thanks are in order to Rev. Betsy Elliott whose Sunday message today brought me back to my inner self.
Over the years, I developed a subtle form of meditation in which I found the silence behind and between experiences, a rich world embedded in the ordinary world. Because I spent so much time aware of the silence that always is going on, I could meditate deeply while doing other things, at least for moments at a time - in check-out lines, in waiting rooms, in airports, while listening to music, while doing chores. Joy and peace accompanied me throughout my day. I felt grounded almost effortlessly, at least for a while.
All that has been put in the past tense because I have lost that ability during ministerial school. The way I see it, I have become too focused on doing, loving all the doing brought to me by my classes. I have also discovered the thrill of service to others when it springs from my authentic core of gifts, more doing. All those joyful doings have taught me that my life has purpose and that I can dare to do what my heart says yes to. This has been very good for me. I am less selfish and less fearful of life.
Along the road to uncovering the joy of authentic doing, I let my meditation practice languish. I forgot that the ability to find the meditative sweet spot within experience was actually rooted in many years of sitting. The capacity to find the silence behind experience came from those years of disciplined sitting.
In Rev. Betsy's talk today she said "sit and sense the Presence" and I really heard her. I came home and sat. I found moments of silence intermittently between my mind's now mostly undisciplined chatter. I have much to recover. I am glad to be reoriented to the Presence of Joy, Love and Peace within. My outer experience of life will again flow with abundant harmony as I reclaim this great gift.
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