Meditation

I’ve always been a seeker from a very young age. I have to know the “why” behind everything but I’ve wanted to know the answers to the big questions. Why are we here? Why do people believe in certain things? Why do people act, and react, in certain ways?

As a young child I didn’t have the skillset, or knowledge, to go on such a quest of searching for these answers because I hadn’t yet articulated the questions but I could sense them in my core.

I’ve always been intuitive and have been able to sense emotions from other people but as a young girl I didn’t know how to process this information.

The first time I tried meditating I was eighteen years old; a freshman in university. I don’t remember the girl’s name who introduced me to it but I remember what she looked like; she had long, brown hair that she often braided to the side, full cheeks, a smile that lit up a room, and a sparkle in here eyes.

We sat cross-legged on the grass outside our dormitory, Vanier Hall. It was a beautiful sunny day with birds chirping and people mulling all around. She guided me through the meditation (I’m not sure how long it lasted, 10 to 15 minutes maybe) and I remember it as a full body experience of total relaxation and bliss. It’s the only way I know how to explain it. Almost like a full body orgasm but even that’s not quite right.

After that first time I could never find that bliss again on my own so after a short period of time I gave up on it. As a new student I had so many more important things to focus on than myself.

Many years of life went by, a lot of ups and downs, before I tried meditation again. A traumatic experience brought me back to it but again it was short-lived. My meditation practice ebbed and flowed like this over the course of several years and other traumatic experiences. In retrospect, I believe fear would only allow me to go so far and then it would stop me in my tracks, not even giving me a glimpse of the reason why. As humans we have an innate fear of the unknown and I was most likely fearful of uncovering something I wasn’t ready to face.

I’ve lost that fear. I’ve come to realize that fear isn’t real. I love the acronym, F. E. A. R. = False Evidence Appearing Real. We are the creators of this illusion and we have the capability of removing it.

“Our life is the creation of our mind.”

-Buddha

Recently I was watching a documentary and Deepak Chopra said something profound. He said, “I am a human being, not a human doing.” Wow! As human beings our worthiness, our value, our success is not defined by what we do. My job, my house, my car, my salary does it make me more or less valuable than any other human being. Oprah would call this an A-ha moment.

Have you ever witnessed the passing of a soul? One moment there’s vibrancy and the next there’s not. The body, along with everything else, is left behind. None of us know when our moment of passing will come, and nobody is immune from death. While you’re experiencing life take the time to truly live. Be present in every moment. Meditation, for me, has been a way to reconnect with myself, with life, and my Creator.

“I don’t believe people are looking for the meaning of life as much as they are looking for the experience of being alive.”

-Joseph Campbell

There are many types of meditation:

  • Loving-kindness
  • Progressive-relaxation
  • Mindfulness
  • Breath awareness
  • Kundalini yoga
  • Zen
  • Transcendental
  • Yogi Nidra
  • Adi Shakti

Find one that works for you. Start today with as little as 2-3 minutes and work your way up to longer periods of time. There are several apps and YouTube videos that offer free guided meditations which can help you get started.

If you’re looking for deeper meaning, and deeper experiences in your life, meditation is a great place to start.

Namaste

AT

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