Meditation is one of my spiritual practices.
Just “sit” quietly.
Quiet the mind.
Shut down the thinking.
Just for a little while.
It feels soooooo gooood.
Then there is another form- kind of meditation I like – and often do:
I just call it “I am”
I sit outside on the upper deck, close my eyes.
It is never completely quiet.
There are all the sounds of Nature, especially in spring.
Whatever I hear, I am.
I am the Wind: I feel the wind fully and envision me being part of it, being it.
Until something else grabs my mind, forever hungry for distraction.
I am Blue Jay.
I am Canada Goose splashing in the water below the house.
I am Mäuse, sitting on my knee.
Mäuse, our Squirrel is annoying that way.
I an the Sun warming my body.
That one is one of my favorites.
I am the telephone !?
That one is the worst
Hopefully Peter gets it –
– or I am answering the call – maybe….
I usually “know” who is on the other line
and voice mail is my ally.