Meditation Minded

An expert of meditation, I am not, but a student of its power, I am. As time goes on I am discovering each day that this life moves, and it moves fast. 

I remember as a boy racing my mom across the yard, so amazed with the genes I had inherited. I was amazed with my ability to jump and run and smell and climb. It was a discovery of my physical being and the space around me. Soon, those days spent with my mother turned into days spent at school. 

At school, I remember making friends and socializing with boys and girls of my age. I remember learning to ride a bike. At some point along the way I learned how to Rollerblade although I never got the hang of skateboarding. 

As time passed, I learned to drive jet skis and a dirt bike. Finally, I got my license. 

Fast-forward through the years and now, I am married. We live in a home, we work, we study. Ever-seemingly becoming all the more busier. The longer I live the more I realize that life has no intentions of slowing down. 

This is the very purpose of meditation (for me at least)- to slow down. When so much information, so many opinions, and so many stories are being told at nanosecond speed, we must learn to take time and slow down. We must learn to be silent in a world of great noise. We must learn to be still, to observe, to listen, and to judge not. 

This is the purpose of mediation.