Been meditating with my heartbeat lately. Unlike breath which varies in speed and rate, my heart has a rhythm of its own, a constant beat. Breathe feels big as it moves through the chest. My heart feels tiny, a little spot under my left beast. Focusing, I notice the subtle vibration it sends out through my body along with the blood. I realize this is my center, singing the song of the universe to me.
Beating steadfastly whether I notice or not, my heart wants to be incognito, so I can't always find it. I am not in control and that frightens me some. Along with so many other parts of my body, it functions without any overt effort and confirms to me that I am only a passenger along for the ride.
My heart is reflecting something beyond my limited consciousness, opening doors of infinite possibility. It is affirmation that I am not alone on this journey, creating the unexpected bliss of connectedness. This makes me love my heart all the more.
I'll keep looking to my heart during meditation and let it's rhythm move me. As I do, my insight, love, and compassion will expand as well and that's a beat I want to be in harmony with. :-)
Sit quietly and follow a few breaths
See if you can hear or feel your heartbeat
Relax and observe it without trying to change it
Feel it's rhythm, it's flow
Do this as long as you like
Then return to following your breath for a short while
The source is so vast as to be unknowable...when I pray or mantra, what ever way I express myself, they who are named are just spirit manifestations of my human imagination. And yet I earnestly recite their names and honor their personifications. They are my soul reflection. In one creation myth the source saw her reflection and it became the universe..so my world as well. It is my veil as I look through to the other side, for union. I feel so sorry for those whose gods and goddesses must remain separate eternally, who would never partake of the one. I am not so vain as to think I am but a speck on a speck, but I am certain that at its essence there is only one source and many reflections...a diamond in the sun.
Why is that so many of the worlds religions tell us that we are sinners and or defiled. I thought I was perfect just the way I am. That is not to say that there is no room for improvement. Like a tree I want to keep growing...my mind, spirit and heart, until the day I take my last breath. I want to learn from my mistakes...and that is where I have a problem with the liturgy of fault that I am cursed with by some spiritual traditions.
I will agree that some actions are very negative, such as causing others physical harm and some aren't good for you, such as addictions, but extremes in behavior are just that extremes. I am not excusing or condoning negative behaviors, what I am saying is that I do not believe everyday normal actions are inherently bad. I believe they are the ground we grow in.
What brought this on? I was reading a book that informed me that sensual desire was a defilement and I have been reciting a prayer for my father that refers to the reciter as a sinner. I can't integrate that with my belief in positive thinking. Without someone's sensual desire, you and I probably would not have been blessed with this beautiful life where we can live and love and work on our souls. I am grateful for the chance. It's true that I have had my share of poor decisions, mistakes and heartbreak. The Buddha says, "We are what we think. All that we are arises with our thoughts." So I have made a conscious effort to think positively.
Whatever is not bad, is good even the neutral and life is not going to be a party every day. I'm OK with that. If I make mistakes and I will, I'll do my best to learn from them.
"With our thoughts, we make the world." The Buddha. I choose to make a learning, growing, positive one and I'll forgo the negative labels... thank you.