My special seat for sitting

Meditation, the Muktananda way & poem 92

Most days I do my OM japa, i.e., I take my 108 beaded necklace and chant OM slowly as I work my way around each bead. My favorite place to do this is on my garden bench. Then I get the additional joy of hearing birds and other sounds of nature. Sometimes, though, I actually [...]

anger / poem 69

tonight I actually felt how wars start. the boys across the road were shouting in their swimming pool while I was seething on my garden bench trying to chant OM

my guru, nearly full moon ~ poem 65

It is approaching midnight. Hours have passed since I went into my meditation room. I did my OM japa then sat in silence. It was dusk when I began and now it is late. I let the dogs out. Ah, it is nearly full moon! But it is something more . . . I was [...]

how glad to have things cancelled / poem 43

Today I felt much better. Stayed home all day, didn’t get in the car once, by choice. I rested, I read, I twitter-ed. I even did a few loads of laundry but I didn’t take the garbage out. Rained all morning but by late afternoon the sun came out. The animals and I went to [...]

Krishna Das concert, Poem #24

Om, I’m home transported to some sacred space