Today I was walking at our local army base. As I followed the track in a mindless ellipse, I used a favourite meditation. You take a saying that means something special to you and each day concentrate on a single word, tossing it, stretching it, savouring it – till you have a deeper understanding. I have used it with the Lord’s Prayer – a word a day and found it deeply enriching.
Today I have chosen a favourite saying: Thy Beauty of Holiness, Thee Only Will I Serve. Last week it was “Thy” and I meditated on the hugeness of the universe and the intelligence that beats within it. Today, it was “Beauty”.
Very difficult to start, with rap music, a smell of old socks, harsh lights and the pounding energy of sweating bodies hefting dumbbells. No beauty there! But I spread my mind up into the memory of a starry, country night, the immensity, the feeling of something enormous – the beauty of night. Then I wandered to nature – how beautiful everything is: Thea, our cat, whose every movement is liquid elegance; the lake at sunset, milky, reflective. How beauty runs like a life force through all creation.
And how harsh and ugly much of what we call civilization is.
Then, synchronicity, this evening I was reading a book on neuroscience and its link to shamanism. An elderly Indian had explained that our God is a “descending” God, whereas they believed in La Pachamama, the Divine Mother, an ascending life force that “rises from the earth like ripe corn and resides among us.”
Our God is a paternal god, to be placated and looked up to, often absent; La Pachamama is within us, like sap in a tree.
This tied in immediately with my journal entry last night: “if we are vessels to hold the Holy Spirit, then we are beholden to treat our bodies respectfully and hold our centre calm.” La Pachamama.
Power up your Brain: the Neurscience of Enlightenment by David Perlmutter, MD, FACN and Alberto Villoldo, PhD.
Pachamama – link