MORNING MEDITATION

The morning light hurts my eyes as I return to full consciousness. I am sitting cross-legged on a patch of rich green grass, close to the edge of a small wood. I stare at the bluebells across the pathway; they carpet the wood in a sea of blue, and sparkle like polished sapphires’ in the sunlight.

squirrel.jpg (2688 bytes)I suddenly turn my head as I hear a scraping noise and two bright eyes are staring straight back at me. I startle a grey squirrel and it freezes for a moment, then it darts up a nearby tree. It stops halfway up, gripping the trunk tightly with its claws, before progressing upwards and disappearing amongst the top branches. A fly buzzes in my ear, and then it melts into the background noise of the wood.

squirrel2.gif (2688 bytes)I close my eyes again and savour the calmness. My mind is like still water; I feel one with nature; I am part of everything and everything is part of me. I fall back into meditation and the awareness of my body starts to fade. I float on a breath of fresh air that purveys the wood and I lose all sense of balance and orientation as I journey deeper. For a brief moment time stops; I fall into a jet-black nothingness. I hadn’t noticed until a moment afterwards that I had transcended, and a feeling of spiritual connection overwhelms me.

I feel the sunlight tickle the back of my neck as it pulsates through the dancing leaves. Thoughts again stir somewhere in my mind, and as I take a deep breath, a tingling sensation runs up my spine flooding into the back of
my head. I slowly open my eyes and realise that I am deep in mediation. I quickly close them. I let the sound of the wood enter my mind and I slowly become aware of my body. I let thoughts flow naturally. My crossed legs are numb and I want to stretch; I resist the temptation. I yawn and this brings me back to reality. The thought of food flows from deep within and my stomach responds with a rumbling noise. I untangle my legs and life starts to flow back into my ankles. I open my eyes, letting the woodland scene back in.

tree4.jpg (10969 bytes)After a few moments of staring at the wood, I stand up and I feel light-headed. I walk to the end of the pathway and stare across the meadow. I look up and see a wash of blue infused by small fluffy white clouds. The tranquil scene adds to my heightened sense of awareness and feeling of contentment.

I walk back to the house for breakfast.

© David Kennaway 1998
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