There is a Place I Go…

Are you worried that you do not know what prayer and meditation should look like or be? Stop. I was go grateful when someone had the courage to say to me, not unlike was said to Bill W., "let go of the should's and start doing whatever feels right." It was then that I recognized poetry writing was a form of meditation for me. Just like an AA meeting, I slip out of fragmented time and move into an insular zone where time does not matter. I learned that meditating was just refocusing my thinking as I cleared my mind. The act of writing does this for me and it allows me to see what positive actions I can take. It no longer surprises me that words, phrases, and even poems are how I meditate - creativity is at the heart of this process for me.

There truly is a place I go: 

There is a place I go
To remember you
A place I go to conjure
Frosty echoes from the wood
A place I go to recall
The whistling wind
Through the planking of the barn
A place I go to witness
The mist rising off the creek bed,
A place I go to remember you
As wide as you are deep;
Roots and branches,
Embedded and outstretched.
It is the place I first went
To sing as you danced.
It is the place I still go to recite
The Lord’s Prayer,
A place I go to hear
The heartbeat of
The world.
It is a place I
Never really leave

Think outside the box today. Let go of old ideas and perhaps you will find a "place" to insight meditation.

Personal Journals 2015 - 2017 | Published July 09, 2012