Today, I did a 20 minute walking meditation alone, in the grounds of Maneque, SW France.
I started, whilst walking slowly throughout, by just focusing on what I could see.
I saw many objects, trees, shrubs, grass, hills, sky, clouds, houses, fields, tree lined lanes etc.
I moved from seeing objects to also seeing colours. The beautiful yellow shining sun, the cool blue sky with white clouds. The green grasses, the brown and silver trees. The dark earth. Shades of green and brown. Shades of sun light intensity.
I then moved focus to what I could hear. I heard my footsteps in the grass, the slight rustling of the wind, a bird squaking, a distant dog bark, the sound of my hands touching the shrubs.
I heard my own voice internally communicating with me and infinity.
I then focused on what I could touch. There was so much. It felt as if I was communing with the plants, trees and shrubs.I should have hugged some trees, and not just stroked them - I love the energy.
I then focused on what I could smell and what I could taste. I could smell the fresh mind, the incredible lavendar and several other extraordinary herbs that my wife knows by name, but I do not. Maybe marjoram and thyme and definitely basil.
I then realised the majesty of the all. I then became aware of all the senses of seeing, hearing, smelling, touching, tasting etc. So overpoweringly beautiful.
Such simplicity, to walk and become far more aware, through all the senses, of the here and now, of the incredible Creative Intelligence.
Oh yes, I saw and felt a bud already, in January. Everything is alive and growing, it's just that we do not see it, as we normally live at such a fast pace.
The peace that passeth all understanding comes to mind. I know not why. But I sense a transcendence to true reality.I salute the Divinity in One and All. I feel such connection.
Next time I do a walking meditation, I may hum and chant too.
Ron Young
