Meditation to let go of the past

Christmas in Australia is also linked to the school holidays and summer. The scent of sea breezes, zinc cream for skin protection, mixed with the smell of Christmas pudding and the pine needles from the Christmas tree.

Families pack the car with tents,kayaks and bicycles, when the wrapping paper and tinsel still litter the floor. The last Christmas cracker/bon-bon is just pulled as the car is pulling out of the driveway for the annual holiday to the beach.Some families set up tents on the river’s edge,shaded by the huge Gum trees while others explore the dry interior, the smell of baked earth mixing with the perfume of damper cooked in the ashes of the camp fire.
People are thrown together in small tents or in our case relatives visit.People drive,fly or travel by ship
covering great distances for a fleeting time with family and friends.

 

Perhaps some one got up your nose, may be the proximity of too many diverse opinions leads to harsh words, after all we live our lives often on other sides of the country and with very different points of view.
Are you still regretting something you said in haste. Were their cross words?

“It is wonderful when people of divergent views come together, not to emphasize their differences, but their points of unity” Paramahansa Yogananda

Too often we take a point of view and go to great effort to defend it, often too embarrassed to back down and
say we are sorry. This story may help with meditations to let go of the past. Remember our whole life is a meditation.

Two monks were approaching a river, dressed in the robes of renunciate monks. They have given away the life of a householder.

They take no wife, hold no lands. And will never father children in fact these monks will not touch another person. Life is given to Service,often a life of silence.

Drawing by Lorraine Willcock

Drawing by Lorraine Willcock


Early morning found the two monks walking through mist,approaching a stream.Milling around the bank were a beautifully dressed wedding party.The previous heavy rains has swelled the banks and it was now a rushing torrent.
The bride and her family were too afraid to cross. As the date for weddings has been set by the astrologer, the day,time and date chosen to be the most beneficial for the lucky couple to wed. The family was concerned that if this day were missed the moon must turn one more full cycle before the day would again be propitious.

The elder Monk offered to carry the maiden across the river, He was not wearing expensive silks that the river would soil. This he did and the monks and young woman then trod separate paths through the forest.

Silence clothed the Monks as they walked, tiny birds flitted between sunlight and shadow. And the sun began to sink colouring the sky with gold and crimson taking the Monks home to their monastery at dusk.

Much later the younger monk, berated the elder with “You broke your vows” How so? “You touched and held a woman”

” Yes I put her down hours ago.
You are still carrying her.”

To clear your mind of the past. Sit still in this moment.Feel your body, your back resting against the chair. Press your tail bone into the seat of the chair. Feel your thighs supported.Feet flat on the floor. Be with your breath. let all sadness, guilt and pain flow into the Earth. Just be with the flow of your breath. in and out. deeper and deeper.

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About lorraine

After a nasty fall from my bicycle, coming home from high school, I began suffering from migraines. After a term of Chiropractic adjustments, which helped but did not entirely stop the migraine headaches, my parents in desperation sent me to yoga classes, The only available evening class in our area was filled with pregnant women. I felt out of place as a shy teenager, but persevered. adjustment,breathing, meditation and yoga proved the only therapy that bought relief from the headaches. Feeling well I got on with life, married moved from my home town and forgot the daily yoga practices and there benefits. Coming back to Yoga and meditation helped me manage during the time of my father's Cancer. and death. Later when my Husband became ill the natural decision was to qualify as a Yoga, meditation teacher to further assist others through the difficult times of illness and recovery or death. I have now been benefiting from the science and art of Yoga, Meditation for well over twenty five years.
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