Meditation For Beginners

Lately I am really learning the importance of meditation, whether to achieve a specific goal or just being in tune with thyself. But, equally important, is how you do it. Meditating inappropriately is equivalent to no mediation at all. It is not just about closing your eyes and maintaining a specific body position for a certain timeframe, but also about what you get from it. I’ve recently watched this documentary titled Spirit Science, and I discovered these few but very useful tips of meditating, and so I decided to share them with everyone.

1. Comfortable clothing- Wear comfortable clothes, it is impossible for the mind to be relaxed when the body isn’t.
2. Focus on body parts individually being relaxed- The exercise here is to relax all your body parts, every single one of them.
3. Count in your head from 100 to 0, slowly- Free your mind of everything else, and only focus on the numbers you’re counting. And also remember that this is not a race, so do this at your most comfortable pace.
4. Ignore stray thoughts- Your electricity bill, unfinished assignments, appointments and even your kids do not exist at this point, all your attention should only be on what you’re doing.
5. Count from 30 to 0 again- This time only count from 30 to 0, still as slowly as you possibly can.
6. Sit in the aura of silence you’ve created- By this time there should only be total silence. So dwell in it, live in it and embrace it fully.
7. Don’t expect an experience, but allow whatever happens to happen- Be as open mind as you possibly can be. Anticipate nothing, and just let what will be, be.

Happy Meditation dear friends!!

(Source: Spirit Science)

Conversations With Lucy #01

“When a student is ready the teacher shall appear” and “Everything happens for a reason” repeated simultaneously on my mind. I kept thinking that one must embrace his fate with no questions asked, for the answers often lie on the expedition.

As I sat on a chair opposite an devastatingly attractive white lady in her mid-20s, with a super model body, beautiful breasts, slim waist and thighs to die for, if I was not dead already. I avoided all eye contact because her face terrified me, plain of emotions but still very beautiful, with its tone, cheek bones, succulent lips and big bright eyes that took on every color and shape of every creature on earth simultaneously. She was everything and nothing, all at once. I wondered if she could feel my heartbeat, sense my fears, or read my thoughts. But then again thought “it’s impossible to read one’s……

LUCY: (smiling) Yes, I can read your thoughts.
ME: (shocked) but that’s impossible.
LUCY: So what is possible then?
ME: I don’t know, it’s all that’s realistic man.
LUCY: So, again, what is realistic?
ME: (spreads arms in confusion) I don’t know, you know, anything that real people do.
LUCY: Mr. Ubuntu, I could ask you who are these real people and what is it that they do, but my efforts would only be futile.
ME: So in other words I’d give you a wrong answer?
LUCY: (looks straight at Ubuntu’s eyes) Mister, just because an answer isn’t exactly what one might have liked to hear doesn’t necessarily make it wrong, as much as you believing that you’re not capable of certain things, you don’t make them impossible.
ME: So who does?
LUCY: No one.
ME: (hesitantly) not even God?
LUCY: (smiling) especially not God.
ME: (almost like talking to himself) But doesn’t God separate the possible from the impossible?
LUCY: No, He doesn’t, nothing does. God said be all you can be, and so what you are now is a reflection of how you, and only you, perceive your own self. Your limitations are of your own doing, and not God’s.
ME: (teasingly) so if I wanted to fly, would I be able to?
LUCY: I don’t know Mr. Ubuntu, would you?
ME: (disappointed) But I thought you had said I can be anything I want to be about a second ago.
LUCY: I cannot tell you what you can or cannot be, that power’s within you. Even if I genuinely believed you could fly, you’d still never be able to unless you believed it too.
ME: (irritated) Can I fly or not Miss Lucy?
LUCY: (firmly) you don’t get really my point Mr. Ubuntu. I’m saying, no one can tell you what you can or cannot be, not even me.
ME: (even more confused now) But I thought…………..

[……..TO BE CONTINUED]

Preservation

When the course is just,
A war is a must,
It is fought with trust
Amongst us.

The war within one’s self is most destructive,
Vindictive, implosive,
And ironically, most explosive.

Wars are fought for generations solders will never even see,
For a greater course, a place in history,
For preservation.

Self-preservation,
Saving your own skin
By denying your own skin,
Your people, your destiny, your roots,
Even your own survival,
Solders that march with helmets and boots
March for your skin,
As they get skinned alive,
How do you live in your own skin?

Freedom, is only freedom when it is really free.
No man can truly be free when his brothers are really not free.

Freedom, is only freedom when it is really free,
Really free, really free,
Internally, externally, eternally, reflecting, freely,
The shining glimpse of hope,
Unity, liberation.

Preservation, real preservation,
One man’s preservation is really no preservation,
As his soul is chained,
Enslaved by guilt.

Preservation, skin preservation, race preservation,
Embraces your skin,
Your people, your destiny, your roots,
A nation’s survival,
Solders that march with helmets and boots,
March for one skin,
And as they get skinned alive,
The preserved ones live through their skins.

Preservation, real preservation.