In addition to Eat, Pray, Love (which I’m still reading because I read several books at a time), I’m reading two other books. I don’t think it’s an accident that all three of them talk about meditation.
During my own meditation/journaling time this morning, I realized that the universe is nudging me to deepen my meditation practice. Although I have faithfully meditated every day for over fifteen years, I have not become great at it. Possibly, in part, due to my Christian orientation. If I were Hindu or Buddhist, meditation would be central to my spirituality, but as a Christian, it has been more of a grounding exercise for me.
I received an image of myself as a lovely, sturdy vase without a flower in it. Meditation is the rose. I was also given a mantra – simply Aum (Om) – which is defined as the sound of the infinite. I’m to say it one time during each inhale/exhale cycle. This makes sense, as it seems that most people who really master the art of meditation use a mantra.
I’m grateful for this insight. As after years of preparation, I’m excited to finally bloom:)