Meditate Through Journaling
“Sit quietly and listen for a voice that will say, Be more silent. As that happens, your soul starts to revive.”
Rumi
Inside the endless list of things to do lives a dream, a passion and a calling. Oftentimes we are so deeply entangled in the rhythm of rush that we can’t seem to stop. We start to stumble and bump against things and the words of others. We push against the unwanted things, only to make them bigger and bigger until we are falling onto the ground, wounded and in pain. We end up fatigued. This word derives from the word fati-agos which means as much as “driving to the point of breakdown”. We race through life checking things off our lists only to feel empty and resentful after a certain amount of time. Even if we are engaging in our spiritual practices and rituals such as walking or reading, we sometimes don’t really slow down our swirling minds. I have been practicing meditation for several years now, and still I have moments in which I can’t seem to quiet my mind. The only way I seem to get to the point of surrender is simply writing. There is something about pen and paper that is not only soothing but also very empowering.
Being a huge Harry Potter fan, I have often thought, wouldn’t it be nice if Dumbledore’s pensieve could be real? The possibility to extricate thoughts off of our brains and put them somewhere for later seems extraordinarily soothing to me. One day I realized that journaling has the same effect. Just writing down what’s in my mind helps me clarify the muddy swamp in my brain and brings out words that are reflected back to me by the paper like crystal clear water, shimmering in the sun. Suddenly I can feel my soul again and my dreams and passions are shining brightly, after the fear has dissolved onto the ink. What a blessing it is to be able to write. All it takes is that we take the time. As Oprah Winfrey states “The most valuable gift we can give ourselves is time. Time to be fully present.”I believe that sitting with our own words is the most present we can be. This presence becomes our gift as we become the pen through which source lets its ink flow.
Sometimes
when fear is clouding
the beauty
of my soul
and my thoughts
are bouncing
through the rabbit hole
Sometimes
when storms are howling
through the empty halls
of loneliness
All I can do
picking up pen and paper
and undress
until I unravel
the beautiful mess
of hopes and dreams
beliefs and fears
floating away
in the rivers of tears.
All I can do
is let the words flow
until my muscles
are letting go
until my heart softens
and I can again hear
the beat of love
soothing, calm, clear.
© by Sadhbh Adamea
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Lots of love,
Sadhbh Adamea