RESET

Reset

I started using my computer this a.m. without my glasses. Big mistake. Didn’t realize how messed up my eyes were until I stepped onto the front porch and the tree leaves were blurred. Sat, reached for my #rosary, closed my eyes and said the #GloriousMysteries.

First time I ever heard the word meditation and paid attention, I was a student at #LSUNO. My #FineArts classmate #MariaBrunies, now friend #MariaBeard led a group of us to a meadow next to #LakePontchartrain. She’d been learning #TM; we practiced with her. After several times, I walked to the lake alone and tried, AND SUCCEEDED. FOR THE LAST TIME. Tripping, seeing myself sitting in the grass as my body rose closer and closer to the clouds freaked me out. Never did that again.

However, years later, thinking I needed a reset, I found a booklet entitled #ZenForChristians. Just the breathing while mentally repeating the chant was relaxing.

Many years later, husband and two children, I went on a #HolyWeek retreat in #SantaRosa California. I know, most people go there for the horses. Every day, I tried to climb a small hill, about the height of two or three #NewOrleans #levees. On #EasterSunday, I was determined to make it to the top. Joy at my accomplishment, I assumed the position. Silent chants, easy breaths, united me with TIMELESSNESS, WEIGHTLESSNESS, BEING AND NOT BEING, #SATORI, THE ALL.

What seems a lifetime later, I find it hard to concentrate, breathe slowly, and fill my mind for more than a half minute before I latch onto one or two pressing thoughts. But, I have rosaries throughout the house, a screened in front porch, fresh air, chirping birds by day, cicadas and tree frogs by night. One day, I remembered that I was taught to meditate on the mysteries. If you have nothing to think about, trying meditating on those. The old fifteen – Joyful, Sorrowful, and Glorious – will take you on many journeys. Or just reset. I’d known how to meditate a long time before I was introduced to TM.