Don’t get me wrong, I’m not condoning a complete loss of self… body, mind & spirit in this zone. I definitely have my place of spiritual calm and have relied on more than one spa visit or masseuse to rescue my body, but there’s a mental haven where I find escape while the world around me takes its separate path.
Yes, a safety zone for some may include bottles, pills, or toys … but that aside, left to your own devices, where do you go? While you’re thinking, I’ll share mine. This is an internal place where there’s complete silence, truly free from outside noise; no chatter from friends, demands from family members, ring tones from phones or clicking of a computer keyboard … hmm glorious.
I simply envision a small, opaque exclusive bubble that surrounds me as I think; a hint of purple glows inside. If I concentrate on the bubble itself my eyes begin to focus on tiny green specs moving across what seems to be sand… it is sand, oh so sweet a vision, hundreds of sea turtle (fondly called “honu”) hatchlings are slowly finding their way to the sea. It’s their first fight for survival, to reach the sea is safety, and to succeed is to live!
My first thought – Live. Inside my bubble I meditate on Friendship, Grace, Courage, Peace, Trust, Confidence, Power, Choice, Fear, Regret, Loss, Patience, Freedom, Harmony, Faith, Laughter, Desire, Love, Joy … not a complete list, all part of my secret, hidden world that lays open for examination.
Why meditate on Fear, Regret, and Loss? Often what I don’t understand, or take time to consider, creates more confusion than actually looking straight at it and calling out its weakness. Oddly enough, the bigger it seems when I turn away, the more trepidation it creates, and the more likely I am to try to avoid an encounter. That’s why I include the painful with the pleasant… its called Wisdom, Experience, the Past all good things to ponder.
Thoughts of Blessing, Family, Health, Wealth and Gratitude are also sprinkled midst the walls of my bubble. It’s a safe hideout for sure… that’s the only way to find what thoughts are worthy to share after my retreat. I’ve learned that randomly blurting precious words is to waste them, especially if they fall on the ears of Pride, Insecurity, Hate, Blame, Anger or otherwise unsafe listeners. An encouraging, caring listener is who to look for when resuming reality.
To trust yourself while you retreat completes your momentary escape – actually, isn’t that the very reason we need to utilize the safety zone – restore self trust. We have forgotten to trust what our spirit confirms to our minds. We have allowed other sources to dissect our truth and ultimately lose our will to fight. Don’t wait… go now, take whatever time you need to locate your truth, align your thinking, strengthen your resolve and fight to live.
Take your path to the sea like the hatchlings… swim little honu… succeed… LIVE!
Dude...that was so deep. (I am channeling the surfer turtle from NEMO, can't you tell?)
ReplyDeleteI really need some quiet time, let me tell ya...
I am loving your bubble concept. I am also loving how very brave and strong you are. It's inspirational, "Dude."
ReplyDeleteI couldn't help that last thing. I had to go with Katie on it.
But, honestly, I just love this post. It's beautiful. Thank you for writing it and sharing it.
Plus, I really wish I had a better answer for your question. Where do I go? Besides crazy. Hmm...
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