Meditations Archive


Steal These Meditation Ideas

Part of the CEC’s mission is to inspire people around the world to create their own quirky, self-lead meditation communities. To that end, we’d like to share these short descriptions practices we’ve lead over the years.

 

 


Acceptance is Radical!

Erin: Rumi wrote “This being human is a guest house/ Every morning a new arrival/  A joy, a depression, a meanness/ some momentary awareness comes/ As an unexpected visitor/ Welcome and entertain them all!”. For tonight’s meditation, we’ll take his exhortation and open the doors wide to our own guest houses, aiming to accept all the wonderful weirdos who show up looking for refuge.

Patience

Avi: There was a time in my life when I struggled to get things done. I had to push myself to take action, to be productive. That created a self image. Now, things are different, I’ve gotten in the habit of doing, of vigorously pursuing projects and interests. Yet, my outdated self-image as an ineffective layabout still drives me to feel inadequate about my accomplishments. In tonight’s meditation we’ll explore the feeling of urgency that can arise when we sit, that nameless, directionless feeling that we should be DOING SOMETHING DAMMIT!

A Soundimental Journey

Steph: As a self-proclaimed recovering Type A personality, I still find struggle in doing nothing. We have been so conditioned to believe busy = good, do we ever even stop to contemplate that maybe it’s not? That wouldn’t be good, right? Slowing down and sitting still – two tenants of meditation – are not easy in this digital age. That’s why for this meditation we’ve enlisted the sweet sounds of KiKo to help us settle into a journey to rebalance our energy centres, and maybe our nervous systems while we are at it.

It’s Not What You Don’t Know, But Who

James: With time spent calling our attention again and again to the now, it can appear that things happen less TO us, and more through. Minor annoyances, visions of the past or anticipations of the future rise and fall like the whine of  passing ambulance. On what window does this experience rise? Is it the same plane as what peers through it? We’ll hold the lamp to ourselves, look for reflection.