Yes, you can meditate to calm and center yourself without attracting a host of guardian angels or whatever popping into your head unwanted.  But for me, the giant reason to meditate is to plug in to my own inner guidance, tap into my Soul so to speak.  When I sit, I first set my intention to relax, release resistance, become receptive to whatever guidance will be helpful for me, and connect. Speaking with a friend last night, I suggested that meditation might help her with her dilemma. She countered that she didn’t think it was possible to meditate yourself out of a situation, otherwise no one would have died in concentration camps, and people around the world wouldn’t be starving.  I told her I wasn’t suggesting she could meditate her way out of trouble. I told her meditation is simply a daily practice to relax and release resistant thought a couple of times a day. Meditation doesn’t replace action, it doesn’t replace anything. Concentration camps and starving communities take a lot of mass consciousness pre-paving to get to that crisis point; it doesn’t happen overnight.  And you don’t meditate anything away.

If you meditate regularly, you’re more likely to have organized thoughts.
When you have organized thoughts, you’re more likely to have less uncertainty.
When you have less uncertainty, you have less fear.
When you have less fear, you have more trust.
When you have more trust, you’ll be directed to true guidance.
When you’re connected to true guidance, you feel empowered.
When you feel empowered, you empower others.

And a community of empowered individuals does not get led to concentration camps and they will find a way to feed themselves.  And it all begins with paying attention to where you are, and to where you want to end up.

RELATED: Andrea’s Meditation Process and Links

My dad returned from WWII a little shell shocked. Many did. He managed his physical pain with 60-80 Tylenol-4 a day, the emotional pain with alcohol. I can’t imagine the pain he was in. We didn’t make it easy for him. We certainly didn’t give him the respect he deserved. He loved long walks but back and hip problems kept him from them. He shot himself at age 62. In a coma in his final weeks. I’d call and the night nurse would tell me, “he’s marching.” I hope he was enjoying his long walks again. Today, I’m honoring all who served. They gave more than we’ll ever know.

This won’t be popular but that doesn’t mean it isn’t true. We humans are so funny. God permits all things to happen. Trying to control behavior, we make up rules contrary to human nature then say THIS is what God wants. Like this: “God will never send you someone else’s husband.” Sure He will, it happens all the time. God doesn’t care about the pieces of paper we think are so important. He’s about intent and vibrational matching. God wants for us what we want for ourselves. Whatever we begin, he’ll fuel as long as we stay focused. He fuels wherever we focus.

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Finally the temps have dropped and it’s cooler in the early mornings. Something about the crisp cool air makes me want to get moving and be outside in it. I used to spend a lot more time in my yard, walking the trails, sitting at the firepit. Then I let myself get derailed for a few years when a troubled friend began showing up uninvited. A former neighbor, he knew my habit of meandering in my woods at all hours. He doesn’t recognize boundaries, so he’d walk right in. Then he moved a mile away and I’d see him walking Emerson Road 3 blocks over, looking wasted. Each time, I’d stay inside for a few days after, just in case. It became habit to stop hanging in the yard, not knowing when he’d show up or was even there, unseen. Whenever I went outside I’d wonder if he was lurking like the old days. I got used to living back inside the house and missed the joy of being outside at all hours. A self imposed exile since I couldn’t get it out of my thoughts. Continue reading →