Stillness in the Eye of the Storm

“Centering” from The Power Deck by Lynn V. Andrews, paintings by Rob Schouten

If you have a meditation practice or you imagine yourself meditating, often what emerges is a quiet, peaceful place, possibly in nature, at a retreat, far from the rat race or hum drum of life. Certainly, when opportunities arise to step away from routine, it can be nourishing and rejuvenating to step, to ground, to center.

Yet, what if the whole of your life became a meditation?

I was meditating earlier in the traditional style of sitting meditation and the scene was much different than the peaceful, out-in-nature picture I painted above. Like the Buddha in the card, I live in an urban neighborhood on the flight path to many arriving and departing planes with an ear-deafening power deck washer across the street, dogs barking, a leaf blower shouting, trucks rumbling by, bus brakes squealing–a veritable storm of noise, a symphony of sound. I settled in, found my breath, connected with my center and merged with the all of it–timeless time, soundless noise, Source manifest, God incarnate. I felt and have experienced this stillness in the eye of the storm in other activities as well, when I’m running, when I’m walking, when I’m deep in conversation with someone in the middle of a noisy gathering and all the other voices fall away.

Breathing, walking, eating, typing, what if it’s all part of the meditation? What if it’s all part of the dance, the Stillness playing in the movement while still sitting in Stillness?

“When you are eating, eat totally-
chew totally, taste totally, smell totally.
Touch your bread, feel the texture.
Smell the bread, smell the flavor.
Chew it, let it dissolve into your being,
and remain conscious – and you are meditating.
And then meditation is not separate from life.”
~ Osho

Expand your experience of meditation. Bring awareness to the here and now. Turn your attention to the mundane and see the profound in it all.  Sit in the eye of the storm in each moment and experience the stillness in the movement in the stillness. Much love, Jodi

Eye of the Storm by Golf Punk

The Eye-of-the-Storm.

Surrounded by the winds and the rain,
yet peaceful in its own unworldly way –
an unnatural ruddy-cloudy misty-bright kind of way.
Whatever comes next, the eye of the storm is
a moment of serenity among the challenge –
a time for repose and contemplation.
~ Jonathan Lockwood Huie

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