I meditate every morning, before I get dressed, shower, brush my teeth, or wake the kids. It is the first thing I do and I find it an essential way to start my day because it clears my mind and gets me focused.
Typically, I meditate for 20 minutes. I settle into the family room with low lights on, facing east, which in summer means a sunrise over my backyard. Now, it’s pitch-dark and I’m usually meditating over moonlight.
No matter. It’s serene and peaceful and MY time.
I sit on a back-jack (floor chair) engulfed in a blanket, and I set the alarm on my iPad for 20 minutes. After, there’s a few minutes of savasana, the corpse pose or rest pose from yoga, to allow all that swirls around in and during and after meditation to integrate into ME.
Sometimes, the minutes stretch like years and I just can’t get into it. I open my eyes, check the time, and grovel at how slowly it passes.
Other times, I whiz through the 20 minutes and emerge refreshed, energized, happy.
Today was the first time that I meditated past the alarm. I guess the kids had turned the volume on the iPad way down. Somewhere in the depths of my soul, I heard the faint musicality of the bells, but I did not stir.
I kept going until my eyes flew open and I glanced over. A full 7 minutes longer!
For people who don’t meditate, this may seem completely uninteresting and so not worthy of writing about. For me, it’s a huge breakthrough – to surrender to the peace and quiet so well that it just took over – imagine that!
Voltaire said: “Meditation is the dissolution of thoughts in Eternal awareness of Pure consciousness without objectification, knowing without thinking, merging finitude in infinity.”
If we all strove for that deepest peace, that sweet surrender to what IS rather than what our minds create, what kind of world would we inhabit?
A far better one, in my humble opinion.