For some reason I have a reminder set to review this draft post again so I can publish it. Well, my son is now 6 months old and I have no idea what this means or why I set a reminder to publish it, but here it is:
This morning my meditation technique was to visualize a warm beam of light just above the head. If you’re doing it right, the same warm feeling sort of washes over you, from head to toe.
Another recent happening is that we’ve been singing to my 4 month old son. One song goes, “Baby mine when you play, don’t you mind what they say, let those eyes sparkle and shine…”
And here we are now talking and about these two things at once.
Is life about rooting in that warm beam of light while playing in our emotions, thoughts, actions, and state of being? Is it a game? As long as we live in that warming sensation while playing in the world, here we are.
Of course this sounds ridiculous because there is nothing to learn, only to remember. Duh, here we are, let’s play.