Category: meditation
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Have I seen it?
I gave myself a name,I gathered all my days,Memories became my shelter,And I called that shelter me. I held on to experience,To everything I’d known,Thought kept building little housesSo it wouldn’t stand alone. [Pre-Chorus] Always moving, always seeking,Something certain, something still.But can thought ever find securityIn the stories that it builds? [Chorus] Have I seen…
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Oh little joy of me
Have you felt sorry for yourself all this time?Are you seeing the fog lift from the sky?Can you see the bright smile on my face? It says— I am grateful.I am grateful.I am grateful for your return. You,who have been a part of me for thirty years,have finally come back to me. Oh, warmth of…
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The warmth within me
The warmth, the kind, gentle feeling— Is it mine? This loving, caring nature— Is it mine? What is mine? What is “I”? Is there such a thing I can claim as “me”? Or was it the gentle caress of a loving mother,a gentle energy within my mind? Is God blessing me today,letting me know that…
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I Feel Frustrated Because I Am Dissatisfied
“I’m frustrated,” I announced. Three men looked at me. This was already becoming uncomfortable. The Buddha sat quietly. Patanjali looked as though he had been expecting this problem for approximately two thousand years. Krishnamurti looked at me with the expression of someone who was about to question the question. “I’m dissatisfied because I’m not doing…
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My Meditation for Today
I am part of the Universe’s body. Can the Universe sense me and my existence? Just as I can try to feel my leg or my hand when I do a body scan with my eyes closed, I wonder if the Universe, too, can experience me and feel me—feel my joy, pain, and sadness—as if…
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The Black Cat on the Lotus Leaf
On restlessness, and what happens when you stop fighting it. — Some mornings begin in the loop. You know the one. You wake up, the mind is already running, and before you’ve had a chance to breathe, you’re watching yourself watch yourself — aware of the restlessness, aware of the awareness, going in circles. This…
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Space.
On emptiness, devotion, and what the 40s are quietly teaching me. I used to show up every single week for Naruto. Not casually. Not when I felt like it. Every week, without being asked, without needing a reminder. I hated it at first — the main character seemed lame, the art underwhelming compared to the…
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Perfection
On a bright Saturday morning in May, I wanted to write a short story about a cat and a duck. A quiet, odd combination indeed, but it just so happens to be an image from a jazz music video I was listening to that morning. I want to write about this scene on my screen…
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The Savior Somewhere Else
On ashrams, fresh experiences, and the loop that follows you wherever you go. I am still looking for my savior somewhere else. Lately it takes the shape of an ashram. I imagine going there and learning the meditation Shiva is said to have taught — gaining existential awareness, the kind experienced directly rather than through…
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The Circle and the Center
Everyone is walking from the periphery of a circle to the center. But every single person’s path to the center is different. It is not a straight line but a crooked path. That center is death — or a place where everyone is equal. The paths traveled are filled with mountains and valleys. Everyone must…
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The Measuring Tape
In my 40s, I had my midlife crisis. And today, for the first time in a long time, I have decided on something I want to stick with for the rest of my life. There was a video on Instagram about how many years I may have left — if God allows — illustrated with…
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Loops/Circles
I sat in meditation on Monday and noticed that I am always living from the outside in. Meaning, I am always focused on the outside world or environment. My thoughts, feelings, and emotions are outwardly directed. Maybe because I need to finish a task, and that causes anxiety in me. Maybe I have thoughts of…
