Do you take time to meditate every day? I do. It is my saving grace.
I would literally be dead if I hadn’t found out how to go inside and experience that indescribable peace and stillness there.
In my youth in the early 1970’s I began my career as an arctic biologist but at the time was bewildered and disgusted and ashamed about the brutality of our society. The project I had been working on, a study of the damage to the arctic environment by oil exploration activity, had really only been a kind of window dressing so that the corporations could go on extracting oil and defiling a very sensitive environment.
But more than that, we never asked questions about the kind of people we are.
Was the earth just a commodity, up for grabs to the highest bidder or the most war-like in a “winner take all” mentality? Apparently so.
A few years before I had seen a native elder, chief Dan George, speak about the greediness and aggressiveness of the white people and his words hit home hard. I looked at my skin. It was white.
So at the age of 23 I decided to take time out and re-evaluate the situation. I put a packsack on my back and spent almost a year hitchhiking from Vancouver, Canada to South America.
At one point while I was in Andes mountains in Columbia I went into a village marketplace and asked a vegetable stall vendor where I could find hallucinogenic mushrooms. I was told to go to the pastures up in the hills and to collect the ones that grow on cow dung.
So I went up into those hills and found plenty of mushrooms growing on cow dung. I had no idea of what they were exactly but by now I had tossed out all my training in the life sciences. That evening I swallowed 17, enough to kill an small elephant (or at least send him to elephant heaven for the rest of his days).
You see, there was an immense struggle going on inside of me. I felt really bad inside and I had determined that I was either going to see God or die trying.
So… nothing happened in my little toss of the dice. It turned out I had collected the wrong mushroom.
Not too long after I met my spiritual teacher. He got me grounded and one of the things he did was to tell me to meditate every day.
This reckless kid is a little older now and maybe somewhat wiser. I meditate morning and evening every day and have made it a practice to meditate daily for the last 35 years. I am so grateful to be alive.
I can truly say that daily meditation has saved my life.
I’ll talk more about meditation in my next posts. Bye for now.
May there be peace in our hearts.
May there be peace for all humanity.
May there be perfect peace on earth.
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