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DAILY PRACTICE
Once you taste of the Divine, you become an addict for life.
WHEN I FIRST STARTED a meditation practice many years
ago, I would only see colors - vivid purple, green and blue. Then one
morning, about six months into my regular practice, an unmistakable
image flashed through the nothingness. Gradually, I connected enough mental dots to draw a loose conclusion about why THIS image, why NOW. Around that time, I'd made the monumental decision to transition from toiling in advertising and corporate marketing to work that focused solely on journalism and narrative writing. It was a bold declaration (to myself) that I wished to follow my true vocation as a nonfiction writer - not just penning ad copy, company newsletters, media releases and such, but really being a writer in every sense of the word. You know, scribbling on tablets into the wee of the night like Virginia Woolf in The Hours, extrapolating the soul, losing myself between lines of Kafka and Nabokov. This decision brought me miles closer to who I really was (and had always been - for goodness sakes, my favorite childhood book was the Merriam-Webster Dictionary!). This is how I wanted to live, with creativity at the fore. As I've intuitively discovered over the years, it also was a return to who I once was in other lifetimes. (I've experienced conscious memories of having lived in ancient Egypt as a scribe to the queen. I will speak more about this later.) This meditation talisman of an Egyptian queen - Nefertiti, I believe - was a simple confirmation that my choice to go forward with righting full time was the write one (two words purposely transposed to see if you're awake), as it's something that's been an important part of me for a long, long, long time.
Now, far from being boring (because all sorts of crazy, cool stuff has
transpired since my visit with the queen), meditation is something I
crave. The feeling it imparts is addictive in a healthy way. Meditation is the most effective way to expand your consciousness because it creates a direct, unbridled link to your higher self and the creative intelligence of the universe. Like intuition, meditation is innate; your body already knows how to shift into a state of profound rest. You do this every night. Yet meditation differs from sleep in one distinct way: you are resting more deeply than you do when you sleep; and paradoxically, you are consciously awake. Instead of falling asleep, you fall awake. All you type-As out there, trust me on this. If I can master the concept of mingling with silence, so can you. Create time in your life to give it a try, and just begin, bearing in mind the words of Zen philosopher Dogen: "When you walk in the mist, you get wet." In other words, by simply engaging in the practice of meditation, you will inevitably absorb the great teachings that exist in the sound of silence, and you'll agree that there's no place like OM.
LIFE AS A WHISPERED PRAYER If meditation serves to crack open the cosmic door, then the art of contemplation - in which every moment is a whispered meditation - is the door swung wide open. Being able to live in perpetual contemplation (I imagine, as I'm still getting there) would lead us to the peak human experience of living with unconditional love - which is the hinges of the door being blown off. After this stage, we don't need a door, we have transcended. I use the word "imagine" because my desire several years ago had been to successfully jump the chasm from occasional higher and blissful states to a leveling off in which I can realize those higher states all the time. In 2004, I had the pleasure of interviewing teacher, scientist and modern day mystic David Hawkins, MD, PhD, a prolific author and authority on the nature of consciousness. I was really curious about this leveling-off effect at the time, so I queried him. "Can we stay in this heightened state or is it more likely that we experience brief periods of it then return to our normal state?" "It ebbs and flows," he responded. "It's not linear. It's more like the stock market - up and down, up and down."
I'm now in my car on the way to a meeting in Ohio. It's a crisp, blue-sky autumn day. The sun is glistening through colorful foliage. Shadows of already barren trees reflect off the road. Yellow school buses blend with the bright yellow leaves. As I drive along, my car whips the leaves aside and creates a path, literally and figuratively. What a perfect time to keep the radio OFF and tune in (no singing today!). So often we fill our time with noise. Road trips are a great chance to get into a contemplative state. Of course, I'm paying attention to my driving because as we know about meditation, it's about heightened awareness, not a sleep state. Focusing on driving becomes like chanting a mantra, which allows my mind to clear itself of everything else that I might be thinking and float into contemplation. I've found this to be an effective means for being creatively productive. In fact, this book project began with notes that I tape recorded while driving north by northeast. I outlined the entire manuscript by keeping the radio off, entering a contemplative state and allowing the information to pour through my voice into the tape recorder.
A Simple Daily Routine
Then I settle into the silence and see what shows up. Oftentimes, insights for the day will bubble forth. On days when life is frenetic, all I can manage is a brain dump; keeping a notepad nearby allows me to write down things that I need to remember. (Be mindful of these subconscious thoughts, as they are oftentimes emergent intentions - whether we intend them consciously or not.) Sometimes, a message will download for me or someone else - which I usually type right into my laptop. Other days, I simply relish the nothingness because I realize it's probably going to be the calmest, quietest piece of my day. I close the meditation by once again expressing gratitude for life.
When I don't have time for an a.m. meditation, I can at least take a
moment in the shower, or even upon waking, With enough practice of living in contemplation, there is no seam between formal tuning in and all other everyday pursuits. Intentions can go from being specific statements made at the dawning of a new day or during a special moonlit ritual, to ongoing, evolving, moment-to-moment contemplations that bend and sway like reeds on a breeze. I check my "voice messages" in this contemplative manner with no interruption of the tasks I'm doing - whether it's preparing dinner for my family or producing a public event for hundreds of people.
CONTEMPLATION
OM, Again
Let Spirit Move You © Gina Mazza Hillier, 2008 Excerpted with permission from Everything Matters, Nothing Matters: For Women Who Dare to Live with Exquisite Calm, Euphoric Creativity and Divine Clarity (St. Lynn's Press, April 2008, ISBN: 978-0-9767631-8-5, $17.95) is available at bookstores nationwide and major online booksellers. Visit www.EverythingmattersNothingmatters.com. |
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