I’ve had allot going on in my life lately. I’ve had significant injuries, illness, and family heartbreak. While we have been quietly preparing for spring my mind has been silently contemplating all the experiences of the past five months while my heart has staved off an inkling of coming doom and an upturned world. LittleContinue reading “Hope Still Lives”
For the child me, grace was an incongruent concept to the shame and destructive seed of self doubt and loathing sown into field of my tender heart. The concept I had of grace was in short of big old lie that tormented me endlessly with fear and disconnected my soul from the Oneness of the Infinite Divine.
To me, this is universal meditation at the core. This concept, with or without a particular religion, has the capacity to create true change in our world for the better. The choice to include or exclude the Divine from daily practice is a personal choice.
“How do we react when bad things happen?” This question has been on my mind lately. It popped up earlier this summer when Night, my sweet ewe, died unexpectedly. Not too long afterwards I had a bit of a health crisis due to mass pesticide exposure (driving by a farm). Then last Thursday my motherContinue reading “Moving beyond suffering”
I am truly blessed to live in a traditional manner as a part of nature. However, that is a blessing fewer and fewer people experience in modernity. How do we connect to nature without buying the farm?
Prayer got me no where. I was left feeling resentful, angry, and like I was sending off letters to Santa Clause at the North Pole with no hope of ever hearing a reply. I was a ministerial major and I had stopped praying.
Every time I hear the words transcendental meditation I flash back to 1996 and my favorite professor who was teaching both my intro to religion and my intro to philosophy classes. Being an educator he not only taught us about the practice, the religious history, and the non-religious benefits, he also gave us a crashContinue reading “Transcendental Meditation”
On the surface it looks bleak. It sounds like a judgement, a put down. And frankly, if you are actively engaged in judging yourself and others everything sounds like a put down and a judgement. “I’ll never get it right, and I’ll never get it done. Why even try?” At some point we all have our inner Eyor speak up in a gloomy, glum way.
Meditation is not an action. Meditation is the result of actions.