One of the first things I did when I started to meditate
seriously was to find my sanctuary. I
found it easy to do and this is now the place I go to daily when I meditate
alone. I feel safe, secure and loved in
my special place.
My sanctuary started as a fairly small space – I had a room,
a veranda and a shady nook by a river. I
had almost tunnel vision and couldn’t see anything other than what was in front
of me. Over the months my vision is
slowly beginning to widen and new aspects of my surroundings are beginning to appear.
I have met with guides and have been taught much. I never stay too long but while I’m there
time seems irrelevant.
Yesterday I went and sat on the veranda but really didn’t
see much of my surroundings. I saw lots
of green and I was surrounded by a green mist.
I could breathe it in and out – it filled and surrounded me. Then, amazingly, I had the sense of floating
upwards. I floated up to my nearby tree
and rested there for a while. I looked
down and saw that I was still sitting on the veranda. I took off from the tree, a bit like a bird
flying only I wasn’t a bird. I was
almost formless yet I could change shape.
Although I was moving, sometimes fairly quickly, I was limited to where
I could go. I was confined to my
space. I was conscious of nothing but
this floating and flying, this wonderful freedom to move where and how I
liked. After a while I just floated down
and became me again. It wasn’t a
conscious thought, I never felt my time was up, it just happened.
All very weird and I have no idea what it was or what it
meant - but I loved it.
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