The Practice of Our Gratitude.
I had a friend once who insisted on the merits of daily meditation, convinced that the practice would yield a greater sense of calm.
Though sadly, for her the act of sitting was torturous, at best.
Still, she persevered – for hours each day, adamant that the ‘experts were right’ (in spite of her very real physical pain).
Until one day, when she called in obvious frustration. “I’m doing everything right,” she cried. “Why isn’t it working?”
Sometimes we become so engrossed with a process, that we lose ourselves within it. And failing to engage the lesson of our experience.
“You know, it’s not just about sitting…” I offered in return. “It’s about learning to sit as a witness, without exception or intrusion.”
Her face softened a bit, as she opened to this newer paradigm.
“Like a cool breeze breaking the heat of a mid-summer’s day,” I smiled. “Practice gratitude, and all else will follow.”
In peace, my loves…