The truth of meditation
is very different
from the dream of meditation.
is very different
from the dream of meditation.
We often go into meditation
expecting bliss, joy, unending peace,
an end to all pain.
expecting bliss, joy, unending peace,
an end to all pain.
But meditation has its own intelligence,
its own way.
Sometimes doubt, sorrow, even heartbreak
want to dance with us in meditation.
its own way.
Sometimes doubt, sorrow, even heartbreak
want to dance with us in meditation.
Let them in. Give them space.
Let meditation be a giant field
in which EVERY thought, sound, sensation,
urge, impulse, fantasy
is allowed to come, stay for a while, and leave.
in which EVERY thought, sound, sensation,
urge, impulse, fantasy
is allowed to come, stay for a while, and leave.
Let the dream of meditation shatter.
Let the plans crumble.
Let the expectations fall away.
Let the plans crumble.
Let the expectations fall away.
Let meditation be what it is:
an all-embracing space,
a vastness allowing all,
as the sky allows the weather,
as the Sun shines
on the 'good' and 'bad' alike,
making no distinction,
giving freely its Light.
an all-embracing space,
a vastness allowing all,
as the sky allows the weather,
as the Sun shines
on the 'good' and 'bad' alike,
making no distinction,
giving freely its Light.
The dream of meditation is control;
the truth of meditation is love.
the truth of meditation is love.
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