Focus on Meditation, Discipline and Responsibility

 

This is week 13 of a progressive blog.  Join us each week as we create our meditation practice  
                 When I was five years old I lived in military housing with no trees or grass right next to a noisy busy freeway interchange.  I rode my bike around in the parking lot for hours.  Over time I noticed that all the older kids in the complex would ride their bikes across the street to this tiny little street which led behind a stone wall.  I wanted to know what that was, where were they all going? 
                 My parents had been very vigilant about my safety, teaching me rules like,  “don’t cross the street alone, always look both ways, don’t talk to strangers and never take anything from someone you don’t already know”.  Here I was at my first set of life’s cross roads, figuratively and realistically.  I rode in circles for what seemed like an eternity until I was absolutely certain I could get across the street without any harm.  When I arrived on the other side it was amazing!  Passing the main stone wall, I entered into a reality that was completely different from my own.  It was a small area, so quiet, except for the song of birds.  Over head was completely covered with bright green leaves, the sun barely able to make it through the dense foliage.  The ground was dirt and when I put my feet down there was a small poof.  By all the houses were piles and piles of flowers and thick green lawns.  I sat there looking up in awe at the trees until the lady who’s house I was in front of came out and spoke to me.  “Would you like some apple?”  she said.  By any standard she would have been thought of as fragile and sweet; much older with grey hair, wearing a house coat that matched the scenery around her, she held the apple out to me as she wobbled toward me on unsteady feet.  I might have continued in the bliss of the moment if it were not for my parents safety lessons. Talking to strangers was a problem, especially taking things from strangers.  Instead of sharing a moment of bliss with someone who desperately needed some attention as well I was filled with an overwhelming sense of fear.  I pushed on my peddle and without the cautiousness I had used to get to this side of the street I zoomed back to the safety of my own.
                My dad was waiting in the parking lot for me.  He gently informed me that my mother who had been watching from the kitchen window, had worried too much for my safety, and that I was not big enough to cross the street, especially not on my bike.  I wanted to tell him of the amazing world I had seen, of the place that was so very different than the world we were standing in, but I was consumed with fear.  The things my parents had warned me about really did exist.  Strangers really did approach you when you were alone offering you things.  I began to feel guilty just as my parents had taught me for having caused my mother to worry.  I began to feel shame for having crossed the street alone when I knew one of the rules was to stay in my own safe place.  Because I was guilty I could say nothing, only shake my head confirming that I would stay on my side of the street from now on.  My gentle, loving, caring parents had created in me a reality that would damage me far into adult life.  There is not blame here of course.  How could they know I would process the information this way?  Their lessons, the stress in the energy they shared, their desire to protect me from any pain I might feel in my life, their concern for my safety, were all legitimate fears, but internalized out of proportion by my reality.
                  Over time through being responsible and disciplined I received freedom in my life with my parents.  They allowed me to cross the street, to ride my bike into other neighborhoods, to stay over at friends, to drive a car, until one day I was independent making all my own decisions on how to create my life.
                  It is this discipline and responsibility that create your continued growth in your meditation practice and in your spiritual life.  Just as I had pain in my life because I misunderstood the lesson of my parents, so do we have pain in our lives from misunderstanding the lessons of divinity, spirit, God himself.  Because I continued to work with the lessons of my parents, becoming responsible and disciplined they were given the space to allow me more freedom.  As we prove to spirit that we are responsible and disciplined in our meditation practice, giving time everyday with an open heart and mind, finding space for our meditation, honing our breath, relaxing our bodies, slowing our conscious thoughts, letting go of our resistance, opening to new ideas, creating space for change in our lives, turning the attention inward so we can be aware, making every moment in our lives unique, taking responsibility for our thoughts and the actions they cause, and finally releasing all control over the out come of life knowing that all things are for our benefit, we are able to move into a position of responsibility and discipline, a place where we are ready to receive the most amazing things life has to offer.  Each lesson we have learned with our Focus on Meditation has been leading up to this moment, our moment of freedom and understanding, our moment of preparedness and readiness to receive many great things.  I am pleased to have shared this part of my journey with you all.  Namaste. 
Questions and Answers:
What is this weeks practice?   Continue with your meditation foundation practice.  Expand your practice to include trying some different meditations, even creating your own.  Periodically review the lessons of your meditation foundation by going back through the blog titles. 

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