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I have been practicing meditation for many years now and I must admit "practicing" still best describes it as I surely do not have it mastered. It is extremely difficult to quiet my mind, it seems to be on an auto-pilot mode that has gotten it's hands on lots of caffeine and sugar. It even affects my sleep as the "off" switch in my brain continually moves around so that I have a hard time locating it. This is when my love for words can get a bit frustrating. It can be like a fashion show inside my head, with each thought strutting down the runway saying "Pay attention to me, aren't I the best?" The ideas twirl about, showing off each side until they are pushed onward by the next one. I have learned to let them do their thing because if I let them continue their parade with no resistance, no attention from me, they become deflated with a "why bother" air surrounding them. Soon they are only background noise and it is then that the beautiful silence strolls peacefully in, no pretense and I am left in simple Grace.
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