Seeing Your Mind in Meditation

We see our own mind in meditation—at least potentially.  That is if we can get past emotional debris.  Virtue or said another way, a recent unkind, impure heart limits or inhibits clarity.  The mind becomes, in effect, dirty and dull if one has been angry or self-centered.  Attachment to particular desires or having a greedy mind creates potential blockages that prevent feelings of bliss and beauty in meditation.

It is said by meditation teachers that when we meditate we see images of one’s own mind just as we see our image when we look in a mirror.  The truest image of mind occurs when there is stillness in the heart.  I don’t know about you but for me, this stillness and calmness happen when feeling most at peace with life – not resisting whatever experience occurs and most especially when feeling kindness and having good will toward others.  Most of all, feeling good will toward those who challenge my ability to maintain the highest virtues, our highest ideals.

The physically enforced retreat has been the name of the game for this past week in my personal experience.   Always, it is in divine order and for a higher purpose—or this is the way I choose to view it.  Right, so basically, even though I had the flu shot and haven’t had even a slight cold for years, chills, head, and chest congestion arrived in my life.  A meditative retreat is how it has been processed which enabled the mind to heart to be clear and deep meditative bliss and beauty enhanced.

When one is able to look directly at one’s own mind in this way, it becomes clear what needs to change in one’s daily life.  Speaking only kindly, practicing generosity and good will toward others and in other words walking the world with a pure heart being kind and gentle toward one’s self and others.

I have always known this (and taught it in the psychic development course) that virtue is an essential ingredient for success in receiving insight and guidance in meditation.

When one is able to see directly into one’s own mind—beautiful light and blissful states blossom.

This past week of retreat has been a reminder that a beautifully peaceful life enables a beautiful mind and easily successful meditations.

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Balsamic Moon Phase – October 2014 Leads to New Moon Solar Eclipse on the 23rd

BALSAMIC MOONphase-2

Balsamic Phase!  [AKA Waning Crescent Phase] Yep. Moon is at 2° Libra (today as I type this) and that feeling of wanting to escape into a mist of a cloud and fade out is here again–it’s a regular monthly feeling for me.  Maybe you too?  The Balsamic Moon says things like  ‘I want change NOW or GET ME OUT OF THIS REALITY’…. that’s the feeling I’m describing that you may be able to identify with regarding this Moon Phase.  

THE SOUL AND THE DIVINE ARE ULTIMATELY INSEPARABLE AND INDISTINGUISHABLE — we can know that… have that experience in this phase!

The desire for peace and silence is overwhelming.  I currently reside (I changed the word live to reside just now)  in a parking lot type townhouse setting where every 8 feet on both sides of the narrow drive-through is a parking space.  Any time someone slams their car door, it sounds like a sonic boom going off around my head.  Most days it barely registers but the need for silence contrasts with the booms and bangs.  (No, I don’t have a headache but I feel the sounds in my body.  Has that ever happen to you?  You know the feeling, right?)

I have two roommates who bang around and dialogue early in the morning which I incorporate into weird dreams usually but it seems much more disturbing now.  This is typical of the Balsamic Phase of the Moon—the need for quiet, silence as the psyche on all levels needs to commune with the inner energy and distractions from the outer world loom much larger.  As I mentioned at other times in this blog, my natal Moon is balsamic (directly behind) my Sun and so this is true for me at all times, but at this time it is even more pronounced.   

Coping with the outer world takes huge effort and concentration and discipline because all parts of mind/body/spirit want to go far away from the normal routine.  I spoke with one of my daughters last evening who expressed feeling overwhelmed with the demands of earth living–the long drive to work, the financial stresses and strains and the having to work long hours without what she feels is proper reimbursement for her efforts.  That’s another way to describe this phase.   She didn’t know the solution or what to do about it but felt despondent–again, overwhelmed with the demands of life.  That’s the feeling of this phase.  And knowledge is power–and we know phases are just that, phases.  

We could toss in the mercury retrograde and the two eclipses this month on top of it (and personally I’m having a Lunar Return today), but then why complicate things further?  I’d like to stick to the blog post topic –the Balsamic Moon Phase.

Here’s the view from the perspective of the psychic/the sensitive.

The Balsamic phase AKA The Waning Crescent:  the Moon is 315 -360° growing into the “dark of the Moon”

This phase begins with a very deep psychic sensitivity and alternate realities make themselves known to the psychic.  Ghosts show up in this phase—like Halloween the veils are thin at this time. Communication from loved ones on the other side, spirit guides and angels are more common for everyone during this lunar phase but more so for the psychic.  Imagination and visions are at their peak. 

The archetype here is one of merging with Divine Will, surrender and a willingness to go into the abyss.  More than any other time of the month, the psychic wants to withdraw from life when the Moon is in the Balsamic Phase. 

There is a search for ultimate meaning now. And the desire is strong to turn ones back to the physical world.  We are more willing than at any other time to ask questions like, “What is the nature of reality?”, “What is the nature of the mind?” Or “Where do we go when we die?” 

We recognize the illusion of time and physical matter.  A psychic who is comfortable in this realm already can lovingly go deeply that they enter into “the universes of spirit world” and experience a liberation and freedom as well as wisdom  that… well, that helps one keep going through the next lunar cycle starting again with the New Moon.

New Moon happens again at 1° Scorpio which is also the time of the Solar Eclipse.  Again, Solar Eclipses are about something new.  Lunar Eclipses relate to some type of permanent ending.  These things don’t happen overnight and some eclipse energy affects people more dramatically than others (which depends on their natal chart points as they relate to the eclipse points) but that’s the core concept with eclipses. 

Date:  New Moon Solar Eclipse October 23rd.  It’s a good time to set your intentions for the new month and the season as well.  Do so and then follow the blog posts through the phases if you’d like using the links below.

ADDENDUM:  disclaimer:  Maybe it’s because I’m in the midst of a PERSONAL LUNAR RETURN but I wanted to come back to post a bit more about the ‘feelings’ now as they relate to the earlier phases of the Moon as it grew full–a comparison and contrast.  By the way, a Lunar return is when the Moon returns to the same degree and minute as it was on the day you were born.  So, that happens monthly. I think that’s going to be my next project:  to write about the Lunar Return.  I’ve noticed, through the years, the days when I’ve felt — for lack of a better word right now– I’ve felt FUNKEY, different, strange, weird or felt something was ‘off’ and so looked at my chart to find time and again that the Moon was conjunct my birth Moon on that day.  So I’ve been meaning to investigate Lunar Returns a bit more; my understanding at this point is that they are like a New Moon, but even more personal.  That’s as far as my knowledge goes–and up until now I thought of a lunar return as a double moon of sorts just intensifying emotion.  But I plan to find out more.

Anyway, back to this personal addendum on the balsamic moon phase.  I look back to the New Moon and the Waning Crescent as I had this dilemma and desire and planted some seeds— well, okay.  At the New Moon time I was  telepathically screaming into the heavens asking what is going on, what direction should I take and what is this all about and then stating my needs and desires best I could.  Stuff started to happen–very encouraging and validating stuff.  I felt, well… validated, confirmed, 10-4 good buddy message received and all that.  I knew what was going to happen and still do–eventually.  It hasn’t happened yet but I have been given full assurances–in the physical–that it will and soon.  Apparently, not THIS lunar phase unless something changes in the next few days–in which case I will be back to post it!

But it is strange — and this is the point that I wanted to make about this lunar phase — somehow the fire has gone out.  Don’t misunderstand.  It’s not that I still don’t want to have happen what I was assured will happen–it will happen eventually and it could be at any moment is what I was told.  And the circumstances around this are very true to point–it is a concrete physical thing I’m talking about here.  And the ‘any time now’ does make perfect sense in the 3rd dimensional physical reality–so that part’s ‘all-good’ as they say.  Yet somehow the fire has gone out a bit or at least we could say there is no more open flame and the logs of the fire are just red embers, still producing warmth [as an analogy] but, again, no open flame.  The excitement is over and the reality of life remaining ‘as is’ filters back in and there’s a sadness and at the same time there’s a feeling of how it doesn’t matter much one way or another.  Intellectually it does because my mind is yelling at me — it matters! it matters! it matters a lot!  but the heart of me is detached from the cares of the world, the earth and my own earthly life.  There are more important considerations even if I can’t exactly nail those down either.  There’s a desire to go sit on a nice huge boulder  somewhere that’s warmed by the sun and let the wind blow my hair and move across my face and be completely STILL.  Either that or transport into a fluffy white cloud in the sky and look down and laugh at the cares of the word and laugh even more loudly at my own life.  I am not depressed, i am detached–detached, except from chocolate.  Chocolate helps, it really does!.

QUICK MOON PHASE LINKS: 

New Moon 

Crescent (Waxing)

First Quarter

Gibbous (Waxing)

FULL MOON

Disseminating (Waning)

Last Quarter

Waxing Crescent – Balsamic 

 

 

Swim Meditation – Laps with Spirit Guides?

Sun Light

Labored breathing.  Right effort.  Quickened heartbeat.  Mine.  Arms, legs, head moving, pushing, pulling in rhythm with air exchange.  Water supports yet provides resistance while embracing, engulfing and surrounding the body.  The lane—all mine.  It is my sanctuary, my temporary escape.  Me and the water that surrounds me–simplicity.  The water is dependably fluid and alive, willing to work in harmony with my efforts.

There’s only limited human activity at this place—only certain other humans come and go here.  Relatively few—practically none if we compare to the nearby Interstate Highway.  Those few others… we share this liquid refuge containing loud overhead fans which do not support human conversation—other swimmers only nod if there even is an exchange at all.  That’s fine with me.  Lifeguards watch over but do not otherwise interfere.   They, too, seem lost in their own inner world; meditating in their own way I suppose.   I like that about this place; every human consumed with their own workout concentration—each in their own thought.  A sanctuary, a haven, a retreat, refuge.  I take refuge in the Buddha, the Dharma and the Pool Sangha.

The roof and walls here protect from too much sun during the summer months and in winter shelter from the cold.

Unique.  Enchanting.  Sacred. Magical. It wasn’t there when I started my swim—I’m sure I would have noticed that source of light and warmth on such a cold day.  But as I lifted my head to turn back to swim the next lap, I noticed something for the very first time.   High windows of thick glass harmonized with the late afternoon’s solar rays, translating them to multiple balls of white light catching my eyes and uplifting my heart.  Oh, it was like Light Beings were looking in on my swim.  Spirit Guides?  Archangel Michael?   I drew them into myself as I smiled and pushed off the wall strong with my legs to attack the next lap all the while secretly smiling at the enchantment of it all.

After every 600 yards, my custom is to stop and check my lap times, quickly take a 6 second pulse to see if I am within my target heart range and grab a sip of water.  Those small breaks were made so enjoyable as I turned toward the window and the many balls of light and rays that the pattern in the thick glass made of Father Sun.

I thought of the life and experiences of the world of fish and other sea life between my counting of my laps as I finished my swim.  If I’m completely honest, I fancy that I was once a fish.  Am I pretending or is it a memory?  Many times I wish that I could stay under water, could develop fins to breathe and swim in the ocean.  I love the silent world of the underwater.  If the chlorine wasn’t irritating my nose and if my fingers and toes didn’t start to wrinkle, I’d not want to get out at all.

I love this social circle of lap swimmers; perhaps all like me—loners.  There’s a mutual respect, a secret knowing that we are all the same in some way.   We choose the silence that immersing in water for an hour or some part of it can provide.

Some days my mind wanders and I’m suddenly uncertain what lap I’ve just completed, loosing count and my pace suffers as I try to figure that out.  Other days, I’m aware of each stroke and how well I reached out, how consistent my kicks were and I know exactly what lap I’m on.  It is about awareness, being fully present, fully awake, fully alive—heart beating, labored, right effort, quick breath, rhythmic movement supported by water which also provides resistance. Life Itself.  As I reach the wall, the balls of light smile at me as Sun filters through the high window and I turn to swim another lap.

The Silence of The Hermit-Mind Enables Detatched Compassion – March 15, 2011

Some days the predominant feeling is one of not being able to resist being The Hermit like that of tarot card fame.  We all have so many experiences day-to-day, but how often do we really reflect on them? Consciousness naturally moves inward–when we give ourselves space from outer world distractions–and then we realize that the truth we seek is to be found within.  And more especially, we see this is true for others as well.

The overwhelming feeling that comes sometimes is to say this to others… Shhh, hush now, don’t cry; just sit and be quiet. We all want nurturing and to feel special and we swing out and flail around and cry and act-out just to be seen as special.  We crave the attention that we perhaps did not receive as a child, and these displaced emotions cause us to have so many difficulties in our adult lives.  Yet, something else that we all have in common is that we all have a piece of our psyche that relates to The Hermit and if we can tap into that part of our soul, we can learn detachment, objectivity and most of all…  how to be in silence. 

I’ve heard the terms, “Intellectual Violence”–have you?  So many of us engage in behavior that defines those words, and so many times it’s a complete inside job.  That is, until we can no longer contain the chaos that repetitive inner intellectual violence creates… and then we then start projecting it outward.  But this is to no avail.  Where else can it end up, when we do that?  Whatever we project out can not help but come back to our own self.  And then we ‘really’ get caught up in it. 

The soul will, I believe, begin to create circumstances in which we are–in some way–forced to go into silence.  This for the purpose of reaching a state of objectivity, detachment and release so that we can receive (at least) glimpses of Higher Truth. 

Then we find that we don’t need to speak very much, because–in highest Truth–there is nothing to say.

Licorice Root
Licorice Root

We can help ourselves in this process via the use of licorice root which, if used prior to meditation, helps to quiet the mind, allowing a greater sense of harmony to be embraced.  We can develop a level of detached compassion about our own lives, ceasing the intellectual violence in which we have grown all too accustomed to engaging.

There is nothing more to say.  Don’t you feel that way sometimes?  We can easily want to go into that stoic place of the peaceful observer when we’ve been exposed to either our own or someone else’s busy yackity-yack intellectual violence type energy. 

One day I was meditating in the Sun on a beautiful day at a nearby park deeply into my Hermit consciousness.  I thought that I was in an inconspicuous more-or-less private area where I would not be disturbed.  A man approached me and began babbling about something in the parking lot… something about a sticker on a car… and some university he attended… wondering if it was my car so that he could reminisce about his Alma mater I suppose… I really don’t know.  My hermit-mind, in slo-mo, had difficulty engaging at first with the man’s mouth and the sound coming out… what was he babbling about?  I was into silence!   I could only catch a word here and there, being very deeply into my Hermit prior to his interruption.  There was nothing to say–that was my state of mind–and yet here was someone who seemed to be saying a lot!  Quite a contrast and quite a shift I had to do in order to catch up with what he was talking about; I had to come out of the place of the peaceful observer, The Hermit, and engage with another’s psyche.   I did so with detached compassion toward his turbulent and difficult dialogue; he was quite animated and excited about finding out who owned the car with the university tag on the back in the parking lot.  Silly example, I suppose.

Generally, I have learned that it is possible to assist others with detached compassion and love, but I have to be able to–on some days–be The Hermit and be The Silence first so that I can do so most effectively.  Being in the consciousness space of “there’s nothing more to say” helps one to reorient to life and see things differently and at times, when one is asked by another to do so, help them to do the same.