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i have to admit, meditation was not something i just **did** without any effort. for years on end, i struggled to get just five minutes of quiet, using every trick in the book. BUT, when i finally accepted my spiritual path and committed to it, instead of paying lip-service to it, a switch was flipped and i could sit easily for twenty minutes in the morning and ten minutes in the evening. so when these reading pop-up, i often chuckle to myself, remembering the frustration i once felt at the suggestion of “sitting” quietly for twenty minutes and just listening.
the question, over the course of the years, has become, for what exactly am i “listening?” i have mocked those that speak of that “quiet, soft voice from within,” as well as those who say they “hear” the voice of GOD. i do not “hear” much of anything, but i do “feel” a whole lot of stuff. most of what i do feel, cannot be put down in words. sorry to disappoint. the fact is for me, meditation is part of my daily routine and the effects of being diligent, means even when i am having a “bad” day. part of my reset, on days that are from ideal, is a quick dip, back into the meditative pool, to take the heat out of whatever i am frustrated about, this time. i see meditation as a gift, rather than a chore. i CHOOSE to receive that gift at least twice daily and am better off, because i choose to do so. what my peers may say or do, i hardly an=y concern of mine, and yes, perhaps they really do hear the voice of GOD and who am i to correct that notion, based on my opinion alone. so it is time to gather up my Kindle and head to the cigar store for some time away from the house. yes i am on-call, but i can always be back and handle whatever comes up, before anyone misses me.

∞ DT ∞