When
I rise from morning meditation I can forget the spaciousness of mind and
detachment from things that results from the insight of compassion as soon as I
tuck away my pillow. It is a common condition that I oughtn’t be ashamed of
but, if I am honest about myself, I can admit it and reconnect with the wisdom
of serenity at any time throughout the day. Even by the time I finish
breakfast, or shave and shower, I can return to the state of mind that will
abide with me. After all, this connection with the Heart of Compassion is what
morning meditation does for me. Instead of awakening with the troubles of the
day ahead I am grounded in the moment where there is no doubt and struggle. In
a flash, when I am troubled, I can take my mind back to those precious moments
in which my day began. Meditation isn’t an exotic practice limited to a temple
or church (or my morning cushion). It is a portable and practical tool for
balance and perception I can take anywhere by pausing and taking a few deep
breaths out of the hum-drum two-dimensional flat earth reality into the multi-dimensional
realm of the Spirit.
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