Rain Meditation

Fresh air, soft soil

Clean tracks, quenched thirst

Plants thrive, roots come alive

Clouds dissipate, life rejuvenate.

 

After a rainstorm get outdoors and breathe in the fresh air. Feel the renewed energy from the earth. Imagine being a rain cloud, rising high above, releasing cleansing tears that fall to the ground and lands in parched meadows, empty streams and thirsty forests. Feel the flow of the water as it touches down and fills in the dry cracks of the earth. Feel the fulfillment then take in a deep breath of the fresh clean air. Awe.

 
Written after a September rain on Mt. Burdell 2012

Where is your meditation?

WHERE IS YOUR MEDITATION?

Where is your meditation? Is it a priority? Is it on your “to do” list? Is it on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday or is it on Tuesday and Thursday? Is it on the weekends? Is it today? Is it tomorrow? Is it in the morning, mid-day, or at night? Is it during a full moon or during a new moon? Is it ten minutes or twenty minutes? Is it in a chair or on the floor? Do you hear music? Do you smell incense, or the fresh air from an open window? Is it outside with the singing birds and the warm sun? Is it just a thought, a thought for only a moment and then lost again? When will it become an action? Why is it so hard to find? It’s all around us. It’s with us right this moment. Invite it in. Allow it space to be. Greet it with an open heart and an open mind. Breathe.

Written 1/7/2013 after a day-long retreat at Spirit Rock called Women, Food and God: a Transformational Journey, taught by Geneen Roth. I decided it was time to commit to my meditation practice.