For me, meditation is hard-- I have this chatty voice going non-stop in my head that distracts me from any sense of peace. Or maybe I shut the voice off for a moment only to realize that I've just veered off to another subject. It's slippery, this meditation business.
I'm in the middle of re-reading the book, "Eat, Pray, Love." Author Elizabeth Gilbert tries desperately to commune with God. She takes the reader with her on her spiritual exploration/journey and it's often a funny trip. She tries to understand why her relationships have failed and works so hard to learn to meditate and pray.
We're all looking for answers, trying to make sense of this world and where we fit in, but Gilbert shows us that the road to nirvana is never perfect, ever-changing and challenging, but also rewarding.
Gilbert's search is on a much grander scale than I could ever hope to aspire to. First of all, I don't have the money to live in Italy for an extended time, much less stay at an Ashram in India. I've got bills to pay, a job to go to each day--obligations.
While she was able to travel far and wide trying to figure things out (and that sounds very romantic) I can say that I have been in a healthy relationship for 33 years. As much heartache she described herself going through, I believe she needed a change of scenery to help herself heal. I wouldn't want to have to go through her painful search for all the money in the world! Ahhh ... But Italy would be a very cool place to visit.
I think I like reading "Eat, Pray, Love" because through the mistakes she makes and despite paying tons of money and having a teacher to instruct her, she still has a hard time mastering the process of meditation. It makes me feel less alone in my own clumsy attempts.
They say practice makes perfect--I'll meditate on that.
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