I’ve already admitted that I fell a bit off the meditation wagon. I’m only human, and that’s fine by me.
I’d like to share an interesting lesson I learned on the road back.
As I mentioned last week, I was feeling a little under the weather. Over the weekend it got a bit worse, and I started feeling like the additional time I would have spent meditating in the morning and in the evening was better spent with extra rest.
For the first few days, it felt great. I felt like I was making the choice that was best for my body, not the choice that I was simply told to make. At the same time, I was reading in 40 Days to Personal Revolution that after a while of consistent practice, you begin to see your whole day as moving meditation. I was in that groove, experiencing that lightness and awareness and equanimity in every moment. So it felt fine that I was no longer doing a seated meditation each morning and evening.
But after a few days, that feeling disappeared, and I started on a bit of a downward spiral (more on that later).
Getting back to the lesson, though.
I wanted to understand the place a seated meditation had in a person’s life when their whole day had become a moving meditation. My Instructor gave me a beautiful answer. What I hadn’t realized at the time, though, was that I was already living the answer.
By giving up the regular seated meditation, the moving meditation eventually wore off as well. In order to have one, you must have the other.
Simple as that.
No need to drag out the explanation.
That was all I needed to hear to get back on track with my twice daily seated meditation practice.
The reward is so sweet, and the practice is well worth it.