Thursday, March 24, 2011

I am here.

Do you ever get those thoughts that just float into your mind, unbidden, unfelt until they appear, their truth ringing as clear as a bell, their simplicity shining like the answer to a math equation that always equals zero no matter how you look at it?

Last night was one of those moments. I was sitting in our meditation circle, joining in our collective energy, being of service in the circle. Our focus for the evening was on sharing the silence, and the light, to be of service to the world. Together we were sitting in the circle to delve into the infinite space of silence beyond persona's directives so that we could connect with the light of universal consciousness to create healing in troubled places.

It had not felt like a particularly 'peaceful' meditation practice for me. My mind chatter was chirping away. Images and thoughts kept leaping into the forefront of my peace of mind, muddying up the waters of my tranquility.

I'd breathe, deeply, refocus myself on being in the light, and settle down only to find an unfinished piece of business from the days happenings sliding into view. Before I knew it, I'd be scripting the response 'I should have given' to a news reporter, crafting the text for a social media campaign for the new book we're launching, or simply thinking about what to make for dinner this weekend.

Darn. I'd lost it again.

Where did that center of being one with the Universe go?

And I'd breathe back into the silence, let the music flow through me and re-enter the light.

Believe me, I've got a lot of thinking to silence in my meditation -- and sometimes, it feels like the thinking wins out over being in the presence of love and light and service to the world.

I'd struggled with being present in the moment of meditation for most of the hour we practiced together when, deep into the last segment of music, a thought slid into view with the ease of water flowing in a river. It's clarity made me smile. It's simplicity made me laugh. It's truth made me want to dance.

Whatever the question, the answer is in the question.


The voice repeated itself (I think it knows I don't always listen well when I'm busy thinking of other things I 'should' be doing).

Whatever the question, the answer is in the question.

Ah ha.

Why are you saying that?

The answer is in the question.

It is?

The answer is in the question.

Why are you saying that? The answer is, I am saying that.

I looked around my mind again.

Where did that center of being one with the Universe go?

Even the 'knowing' has a sense of humour. The answer is, It didn't go anywhere. You are that center of being one with the Universe where ever you are.

Oh yeah? Well, here's a tough one for you... Why are they killing each other?

The answer is, they are killing each other.

And then I saw it... It isn't the question that's the problem. It's the searching for answers -- and the answers we come up with, that creates the problem.

People kill each other -- trying to find reasons for the killing doesn't stop the killing.

Why don't people stop killing each other and love each other instead? The answer is, they love each other -- and the killing is the only way they know to love eachother -- at this moment in time.

When they put down their guns. When they embrace with arms of love instead of war, the killing will stop.

The universe isn't making them kill. God doesn't want this for them, killing is the answer they've created to the questions they've asked.

The purpose isn't to question the universe, or God, or Buddha or any ancient teaching or mystic Being.

The purpose is to live the truth of who we are, where we are, how we are as Divine creations of God, Allah, the Almighty, the Great Creator...

Not as creations of our interpretation of who we are -- but as reflections of the teachings of the Bible, the Koran, the Torah, and other spiritual books that have lived through the ages to guide we humans to be the Divine expression of God's amazing grace.

It was a busy place in my mind during meditation last night, but, in the end, the answer was simple -- stop asking questions.

Stop asking, "Why am I here?" Start living the truth. I am here.

I am here, right now, living this one beautiful and precious life as the whisper of God's breath in a world of pain and sorrow, joy and love. I am living in the Divine breath of grace, alive in this moment, right now, right here.

I am here.


Maureen said...

Emptying our minds of the noise can be so difficult, especially during meditation. Sometimes we just have to listen for a few minutes to get it right.

Hugs to you. Our cold has returned, as it's wont to do in March here. Snuggle-down time.

Louise Gallagher said...

Oooh that March cold. We just got dumped on -- but... they're (whoever they are) are promising spring next week! Is it here yet? Please. Please? Is it here yet? :)

Hope said...

I am one that struggles with meditation but i find it works best for me when I am alone. I believe i heard Dr. Oz say that he cannot meditate and I know that Deepak Chopra offered his assistance to help him.

first, my mind is busy as you say then next is that I fall asleep. yes, as i'm sitting up. perhaps it's my breathing, anyways it's getting better.

but sometimes there is no way that I can meditate because of the chatter so i write.

didn't mean to write such a long comment. :)

school was closed again for the second time this week because of the weather and the affect it has on our roads. rain, snow, blowing snow. love this don't you? *sarcasm*

wonderful post. I love how you open up.

I have an award for you over at my place if you would like it.

just wanted to show my appreciation for your blog.

take care!

trisha said...

we all have these days i believe. when our own heart obstructs.

S. Etole said...

I'm glad you are here ...