Before you give a listen though, I want to share my thoughts on what Katya Meyers is doing. This is the day I have set aside to explore my close surroundings before I head out on my Maui adventure activities for the next seven days.
As I was leaving the workshop, a young woman came up to me and asked me to share what meditation had meant in my life. When he turns, his familiar face and eyes are beaming toward me as he explains that he is looking for the rock we used in meditation the last time we visited the creek.
At first, the feeling is a bit overwhelming and tears flow as I remember Nepo’s request to include looking at the lighted candle as part of my meditation. It stops in nine countries around the world before finishing in Gothenburg, Sweden this June of 2015.
I felt reluctant, but I had had some physical limitations during the last year that had been difficult to accept and meditation had really supported my healing.


This evening he invites me to light a candle, to close my eyes, to reopen my eyes, and to see each thing before me.
The caller stated that hawks were circling and it wouldn’t be long before the rabbit could not be saved.
Sometimes it is before an experience and during the experience the words start ringing in my ears. I now move slowly enough in the morning to watch a cardinal land on the bird-feeder, my glasses magnify the beauty of the gifts that fill my home, my aches encourage me to stretch and care for my body and to find the wisdom to rest when rest is needed. As the morning unfolds, the feeling of hunger comes and without questioning it, I stretch, arise, and move to my robe.
As she led us in meditation, I felt the deep pain of powerlessness again, and again I invited it to get as big as it could. The man whose taste and smell is not so acute takes two bites before he makes his choice of what to eat.


Many days and nights before had been extremely cold so the stream had frozen ice sculptures everywhere with running water painting different shades of gray under its surface as the moving water touched the ice in various ways.
It was time to go home and feel the loss of this neighbor I knew only slightly before his death.
The silence of deep meditation, the practice to live in this moment, and the awareness that we are a part of something bigger than our physical being have supported me to accept and heal from the things I can not change. This time was different than before; this time I knew I could accept whatever choice he made, but he was my son and for myself I needed to offer him assistance one last time! Meditation had supported me in staying centered enough to love my daughter and her family, support my partner’s interests, hold a demanding job, and attempt to just enjoy and learn about my life.



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