This week I wrote my first meditation which can be heard on my podcast. Decided I would put the words to this mediation here:
I am a rock in a river…water rolling over me as leaves pass above me…fish swim by. The dirt beneath me…the birds sing as the wind picks up….the smell of the woods, water, of nature, the air, the green foliage. The river flows into a lake which slows the current and the water warms in the sun. The trees stand tall as the wind ruffles the leaves, as one slowly falls to the river below…
I am a rock in a lake, beneath the fish, birds, prey. I am smoothed by the rushing of water and rocks beside me. I am one in a million and still uniquely different in color, shape, and where I am in the world.
As the sun sets, the day cools, the crickets and frogs sing. Shadows cast making new colors, hues through a different light as the last rays of sun fall behind the hills and the moon and the stars begin to show themselves. The water cools and echoes. Creatures sleep as others wake for the night. Different sounds surround me. The air is a little more still.
I am a rock on the edge of a lake beneath the twinkling stars in a sky that is limitless.
The moon shines brightly over head and is full and round. At the waters edge there is the sound of water against the fallen tree limbs, between the reeds of grass.
I can be seen amongst the other rocks, my colors change with the light’s reflection on water with indigo, forest green, and sienna.
As the night recedes, a new day approaches. I’m reminded of all the opportunities before me, the past behind me, and here, where I am…..I am still…Calm. Present. Hopeful.