When I slow down and be here now, there is space and time. I breathe in and out a bright serenity. Meditation does this, creating a distance from the monkey mind of superficials that crowd the day, offering a breathing place.
As poet Judy Brown writes:
What makes a fire burn is the space between the logs. A fire breathes – and blazes.
Building a fire, Alex showed me how to tee-pee the logs. Donna laid them perpendicular. When I light it, my fire snaps and hisses. After a time, it stretches, sighs happily and spouts warmth and light.
When a homeopathic remedy works on an emotional level, it creates a gap between me and my usual reaction to a problem. Whatever it is – anger at a biting remark, disappointment because I expected something that didn’t fly, sadness at the loss of a loved one – in the sacred lull, I find a higher me. I look at the trouble from the outside. I observe; I don’t judge. I sense how I feel. By simply looking at it, the problem doesn’t matter as much as it used to. I am detached, as if I pressed a pause button.
I am learning that this space is always there inside, a bird in my heart that welcomes me in her soft nest, covers me with feathered wings, murmurs: ‘There, there, it’s OK’.
If you seek a natural solution to an emotional problem – or a physical one – get in touch for a free chat. Tell me what’s bothering you most. I will tell you how a remedy can reduce and eliminate pain, can remind you how to pause and be open to what comes.