My GE Meditation
I always laugh at people who tell me that I must meditate and to do that I must sit quietly (in a position I would never be able to get into) and keep repeating a word unknown to me in a language I can not understand. Somehow that will bring me peace and understanding while expanding my consciousness.
Well, that may work for some but, for me, meditating like that would be just another chore.
Once upon a time, I found myself in a picturesque Zoroastrian temple somewhere in India. It was complete with fire columns just like a set from an Indian Jones movie. I started to ask the priest questions about the meaning of life but, before he responded he said, "Those were good questions, now let me ask you a question. What's wrong with Americans that come to his poor country looking for the treasure you already have?" WOW!
And then there was that Alfred Hitchcock movie, Rear Window, where the Thelma Ritter character says.... "People with sense belong where they are put."
Saying the same thing, aren't they?
I have other (actually many other) examples that all say the same thing.
Meditation is a treasure we already have.
We don't need to go looking for the proper way to do it.
If we have any sense, we'll do it where we're put.
Meditation is simply turning off a wandering brain so you don't have to listen to it's insufferable chatter and constant nagging. Turning off the brain helps the rest of the body relax and reboot.
Meditation can happen in an infinite number of ways.
There is no one right way to meditate.
There's the "sit like a pretzel and chant Hindi" method if that appeals to you but there's also prayer, day dreaming, staring at the stars, gardening, going for a walk, cooking, getting lost in a good book or good glass of wine, even getting lost on FaceBook. The method doesn't matter. What matters is that you turn off your brain.
So what does that have to do with my GE meditation?
Ironing is a totally mindless task that completely turns off my brain.
When I'm finished, I'll be relaxed and re-booted with a bonus for my bed and breakfast guests of crisp, dream weaving, sleep encouraging sheets! Now that's really a treasure, isn't it?
