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Quiet the mind, and the soul will speak. –Ma Jaya Sati Bhagavati
With a gentle tap of the tiny mallet
the iron bell rings, echoing
a long soothing note drifting on air
until the next soft strike
for to begin and end the meditation
Ring the temple bell in threes.
Breath is but a part of it,
the stilling of the raucous mind
an anxious heart should slow
to a steady thrumming
and enter the realm of divine
to hear the soul whisper.
Abstract ideas may come
and go like waters flowing
over and around worn weathered rocks
honor your thoughts, then let them go
like the deep green river flowing
be the heavy river stone,
buried in cool wet earth.
With awareness of every deep breath,
a brilliant sacred light shines from within
your soul will provide answers you seek
to soothe your tormented heart
and fill it with tranquil peace.
©2021 Linda Lee Lyberg
Author’s Note: This is my meditation space.
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Good observation: “your soul will provide answers you seek “
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Thank you so much Frank.
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How lovely to have that meditation time and space. I breathe your words in specially:
honor your thoughts, then let them go
like the deep green river flowing
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Thank you kindly Grace.
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A meditation space is wonderful to have. Mine is my forest. I like the lines:
honor your thoughts, then let them go… don’t dwell on them. good advice.
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Thank you for your thoughtful words Toni. I love the outdoors too, but alas it’s too hot to be outdoors right now. My meditation room is my back-up when I can’t meditate outside.
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Having various places to escape is exceptional. No matter the weather, I escape here – sleet, torrential rain, heat….it is my place of peace.
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That’s wonderful We hit 112 yesterday, and had a higher humidity than normal, and it felt like stepping in front of a hot blow dryer-LOL.
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That is horrible. We hit 105 with 300% humidity. We are a river city and the humidity is legendary. I call it like walking around in a bowl of hot oatmeal.
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That’s a great metaphor!
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You make meditation sound tempting, Linda. It isn’t something I’ve ever tried.
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Thank you Jane. I enjoy it, because my mind can be quite noisy at times!
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Mine too, but I’d be afraid of missing something 🙂
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🙂
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guided meditation in such fine lines –
“be the heavy river stone,
buried in cool wet earth.”
I shall remember this next time – thanks for that and this engaging prompt
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My pleasure Laura! I am so happy you enjoyed it.
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I love the idea of being the heavy river stone buried in cool wet earth. This poem made me feel very peaceful.
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We all need that from time to time. Thank you Sherry.
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I love the thoughts flowing like water round the rock. I have never managed to maintain a meditation practice…this is inspiring, though.
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Thank you Sarah.
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Just reading “be the heavy river stone buried in cool wet earth” gives instant relaxation. Beautiful things in your meditation space.
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Thank you Jade!
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You are welcome, Linda. I’m serious, I want to be that stone with the water washing over and past me…
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Yes, it’s one I use often for meditation.
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Zen mind sets can provide succor and peace. Senator McCain once said that the only way of defeating torture was to learn to love, to be the rope.
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I love that statement.
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Nice. Most calming, Linda.
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Thank you Ken!
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Reading this poem reminded me to breathe deeply, and I feel calmer already.
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Marvelous! Happy to hear that.
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I enjoyed reading the description of your time of meditation! You seem to have it mastered!
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Trust me, some days are better than others! Thanks Dwight.
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I haven’t meditated in many years, Linda, but I remember the steady thrumming of the heart and the whispering of the soul. These lines remind me that I should start again:
‘Abstract ideas may come
and go like waters flowing
over and around worn weathered rocks’
and
‘be the heavy river stone,
buried in cool wet earth’.
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Thank you Kim.
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I loved the beginning with that small cast iron bell. Right away it placed me into the small country school where I learned, grades 1-8. Our teacher was awarded two bells, both sat on her desk. First a hand bell to call us in from outside, or give a warning, perhaps three or five minutes that recess was about to end and for us to finish up outside activities and be ready to come inside for lessons. Our school was one room, 20-some desks, eight kids most years (four of us were cousins), no A/C, a wood stove.
I too like your lines,
“honor your thoughts, then let them go
like the deep green river flowing..”
The word, “Honor”, is a huge one, bigger in this context than even “‘Honor’ your parents …” Weigh, evaluate, compare, even keep or get rid, perhaps pray about, … ??
I have an example for the latter. A part of my testimony.
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Thank you so much for your thoughtful words Jim.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Thank you!
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Always an honor to share your work, Dear Linda!
xoxo
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I am Reiki attuned to level 2.
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That’s wonderful.
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Only been going just over 2 years, my energy is strong, I work with Crystals.
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😊🙏🏻☮️
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I 💗to Meditate.
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❤️
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🙂💗
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Breathing with awareness is definitely calming. (K)
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Yes, thank you so much.
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Soul A Dance A Song
Without A Thought
Home
Moves
Yet We Try
to Speak it And Hold it still..:)
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😊
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😁
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“honor your thoughts and then let them go
like the deep green river flowing”
This is so peaceful, I actually felt my heart slow down.
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Wonderful. So happy you enjoyed it.
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This is incredibly deep and potent, Linda! I especially love; “Breath is but a part of it, the stilling of the raucous mind an anxious heart should slow to a steady thrumming and enter the realm of divine to hear the soul whisper.” 💖💖💖
PS: Sorry for being late .. was extremely unwell 😇
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Oh no! I hope you are feeling better. 😘❤️🙏🏻
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Love – the light shines from within, such a hopeful and inspiring poem.
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Thank you Paul!
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Pleasure
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You took me back to zazen sessions I once attended at a local zendo, now closed. Wonderful!
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Thank you Frank!
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