continuing thoughts on last night's Moss blog...maybe those early days by the stream, contemplating the moss on the rocks was the beginning of my journey toward meditation. Stranger things have happened.
I taught meditation classes today. For a few, the stillness was bearable, for some, unbearable. We have become so driven, movement and results driven, ingrained into our very souls, sometimes it seems we have lost all ability to sit still and breathe.
We feel guilty about our stillness, about sitting still. We think it is a waste of time or foolish.
Meditation feeds our souls and spirits, no wonder so many search and try to fill the emptiness with drugs and alcohol. We run away from the very thing we need and crave.
Meditation takes practice and cultivation and it might not always give you the results you expect. But, there is no bad meditation. Someone ask today what I thought the difference was between prayer and meditation, my humble thoughts were these. " Usually in prayer we are asking for something or being grateful, in meditation we are allowing the peace that lives in our hearts to find our brains."
Goodnight, Sweet dreams