Liberate into Love

How Meditation Works

One day in a village far away in the center of my mind I dreamed of rose petals and moonstones. A million little things catch our eyes every day, beautiful things, ugly things, just so things. The dream was incredibly beautiful as are the dreams I have of roses and moonstones and it felt so real that I knew I had to return and follow. 

I followed and found myself on a hill covered with green grass. The green was my favorite green of course – that bright baby green of new spirit. You exactly know what I mean, it is the first green of the spring. I sat on the very top of the hill as it had the best view. I looked around and so so many beautiful things. Countless beautiful things. As I tried to count all the beautiful things the time went by and the sun started to set. I had counted 1,453 beautiful things and tried to keep them all in my mind. I kept remembering and counting till I fell into a deep sleep. 

In that sleep I dreamed of 1,453 beautiful things. They were so beautiful that I had to follow. I followed till I found myself on a hill covered with green grass. I looked around and counted ..

And so it goes. What are you counting in your life? Does it count? Are you counting your demerits? Your money? Your houses? Your lovers?  Your beautiful moments? Priceless are the beautiful things too many to count. Priceless is the breath! How many breaths have you breathed in your life? Have you counted them? Are you counting them now? Priceless is the breath of life.

One day I dreamed of beautiful things. I closed my eyes and began counting my breaths, the most beautiful sparkly thing of all. Filled with so much happiness I had to follow. I followed my breath and found myself in the center of the circle of myself. Once I was in the center I found I could find the center of the center. I kept diving into the center of the center of my breath and feel in a deep love state that I could not remember anything. When I awoke, days later. I was so happy.

I dreamt of beautiful things.
I was counting all the beautiful things.
I followed the beautiful things till I found myself on the top of a great hill of green grass
From that view I saw all the beautiful things and counted as many as I could
Then I fell asleep and found my breath I began counting my breaths and remembered every beautiful thing
I breathed roses and moonstones and blueberries and green grass
I breathed love and smiles, and crying and longing and memories
Every beautiful thing was swirling with my breath
Every beautiful thing was with me I became filed with beautiful things till I was overflowing and then I became a beautiful thing.
Rainbows in my silver hair
Grandmothers hair
I became nothing but a beautiful thing.

🌀 #1MinuteSadhana Spiraling Gratitude. 🌀 The first stage of meditation is pratyahar. This is the time you go within yourself and see what is inside you, in the center of you, the egg of you, the heart of you. This stage can be explained as how humble and synchronized you can be in relationship to everything. Inhale. Suspend your breath briefly. Feel grateful. Fake it if you have to but find something to feel grateful for. Exhale. Inhale again. Feel grateful that you are telling yourself to feel grateful. Exhale. We at the Treehouse are so grateful to be grateful to express our gratitude to you and all who supported our renovations and our sparking treehouse is alight with meditation every day. We inhale. We suspend our breath for you and are grateful to you. We exhale. Thank you from the our heart to your heart. Sat Nam.

Hari Kaur – June 15 2019