I want to tell you about a meditation I sometimes do. It is a modified version of something I read in one of Rachel Naomi Remen's books (Kitchen Table Wisdom, I think).
You start where you are, and go back chronologically in age.
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I see myself now, then go backward in time.
To Virginia, to Maryland.
Seth is born.
To Illinois.
To Binghamton.
Riley is born.
Todd.
I envision what I looked like. What I felt like, at each stage.
At 27.
24.
When I lived in DC.
21. Fresh out of college. What did I look like? How did I feel?
High school.
Jr. High.
Elementary.
4 years.
2 years.
Newborn.
I picture myself as a fetus.
Floating.
20 weeks.
8 weeks.
6 weeks. An embyro.
A tadpole.
A cluster of cells.
16 cells.
Eight.
Four.
Two.
One.
It is here I always hesitate, hovering for a while, unsure.
The question comes, "....and before that?"
Finally, the egg splits.
I'm still here.
The freedom.
The exhilaration.
The peace.
The vastness.
I'm still here.
Before the egg.
Before the body.
I am.
I AM.
15 comments:
what a beautiful, serene piece
like a poem and a prayer
Mercurios!
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Sorry about your blog. I will miss it.
Brilliant.
I so needed this at exactly this moment. Thank you.
F'ing A! WOW!
I love....no...adore Rachel Remen. Love Kitchen Table Wisdom. Haven't thought of this meditation for a long, long time. Thanks for the reminder.
so beautiful and entrancing and peaceful. ahhh. thank you!
I have never heard of that meditation before and I will be trying it. I like when you feel the feeling of being "I AM". Very powerful to even list all of the things that you are and sit and meditate on that.
Thanks for sharing.
Awesome post Michelle - thank you. I will give it a try tonight before I go to sleep.
wow wow wow wow wow.
Right on Michelle!
You ARE!!
Wonderful, Michelle. I felt peaceful just reading.
Wow, that was truly mesmerizing. Reading your post felt like a meditation in and of itself.
Oh Yeah!
also- this is a technique used in healing and weight loss, go back to the time, the body, the mind, before it became. . . interesting stuff.
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