Today was one of those days that was filled to the brim with agitation. I tried really hard not to let things get to me. I really did. But I was unsuccessful. I could feel it building, ever so slowly but steadily so by early evening I just wanted to be all by myself. No people. No outside stimuli. No expectations of me. Instead, I forced myself to go to my meditation class, and I'm soooo glad I did.
I'm new at this meditation thing. It's something I've been wanting to learn for awhile but never took the time to do. I was actually surprised when the instructor told us we had been meditating for half an hour. Afterward, we talked about our individual meditations and it was fascinating to learn that we had similar experiences. There was a certain give and take of negative energy among us so by the end of the half hour, there was a general leveling out of everyone's mood.
Sounds all new-age but I do believe in a collective community experience. I have been with a group of worshiping believers where the presence of God was felt. I have felt the room-filling impact of new life moving among those present at the birth of my son. We are connected. And like the breeze on a hanging mobile, one moving piece impacts another until the entire mobile is moving with collective energy ~ good or bad. Kinda groovy!
(Note from the blogmeister: I actually wrote this post last night.)
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