"The quieter you become, the more you are able to hear." ~ Rumi
I meditated this morning, something I had not done for many months. Most recently I had been doing morning pages, faithfully writing as I sipped on hot lemon water laced with honey. I enjoy journaling but this morning my zafu was calling me.
I felt the need for stillness.
Settling in cross-legged, I draped my prayer shawl over my shoulders, welcoming the warmth it offered this chilly morning as well as the comfort of its weight upon my shoulders. After setting an alarm for fifteen minutes I rested my hands on my knees, straightened my spine, and closed my eyes.
Inhale. Sat. Exhale. Nam
Silently I repeated the mantra, matching words with breath, thoughts slowing until all that remained was breath, mantra, stillness.
Prayer without words.
Upon hearing the soft chimes of the alarm I brought my hands to prayer position, thumbs against sternum, and silently incanted this prayer:
May there be peace in my heart.
Peace in my soul.
Peace in the world
and peace in the universe.