I continue to marvel at how long my evening ‘let go of the day’ meditation remains and how quickly I perceive my morning 5x5x5 breath meditation passing. These two routines both span eleven minutes, but my perception of them is that time itself shifts in its expression from one meditation to the other. An interesting, if unexpected quirk to discover as a result of doing this Bookend Meditation practice.
After rain storms, alive with a whole symphony of thunder and lightning, lasting most of the night, I walked out into what appeared to me to be a tropical paradise. The air, rich with warm moisture and the smell of the dark woodland soil, and rather still and quiet after all of the vigorous activity just a few hours before. A light grey cloud layer surrounded our little valley here as if in a great and ever so gentle hug. All residents here seem to be content, if a bit sleepy, even well past first light. No crows or any of the other birds or other creatures of these woods raising their alarm. As I begin my routine morning breath meditation, my sense of smell is positively regaled with the comforting, pleasant, and even joyful scent of such healthy woodland soil, drummed up into the air by some rather pounding rains overnight. I am struck with such gratitude for witnessing and experiencing the shift from so many years of punishing drought shift into almost its polar opposite of a year with plenty of all of the most nourishing elements and then seeing the vibrant life that has arisen as a result. I spend a seemingly rapid eleven minutes in rapt wonder of the glory in which I am immersed as I sit quietly in this measured breathing practice. I think of Tommy and the other Bookenders as they move through their meditations and hope that they are experiencing similar satisfaction amidst the vibrations of life energy surrounding them. We are all in this vibration together. Sat Nam!
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