Are you having trouble quieting your mind and shifting into your spirit? Do your running thoughts steal you away and suddenly you find yourself swept downstream? Hey, it's normal.
Our mind is constantly working things out, trying to solve, trying to reconcile on a conscious and subconscious level.
It never stops. Our old self is trying to save us. On the other hand, our new self, our spiritual self-speaks with the mind of Christ we've put on...the wisdom of the endless ages.
What I want to give you is an image of the process of shifting from the labyrinth of our soul into our spirit.
The Crowded Room
Picture yourself in a large crowded room, like a lunchroom with big picture windows looking out on a wide-open peaceful landscape. Conversations are swirling all around and everybody's trying to get your attention, but there's a door on the other side of the room to the outside.
You've got to break from the noise to head outside. The draw you're feeling is God calling you out. But you don't know what you'll find out there. It's always an act of faith going out, but you do feel the breath of fresh air calling you out.
So you cut off the endless conversations and turn to the door. No matter how desperate and urgent the voices are you ignore them and head to the door. We focus on that feeling, that one voice calling us out into the vast stillness of our spirit and oneness with God.
The voices crescendo and cry out to us as we reach the door and turn the handle. We open the door the fresh winds of the spirit rush in silencing every voice and so begins a reordering of our soul. Our soul begins to magnify what it sees of God's light streaming through the door.
Our yearning of love causes the seismic shift from our soul to our spirit. Our heart and not our head is the key to opening the door and leaving the room of noise...to go outside, to enter the vastness of silence, of spirit, of Being...'to walk in fields of grace.'
The fact that after fifty years of meditation, I still have a head full of noise is proof that I am still a beginner every single morning. That I have to die daily to my old self to awaken to my new self is proof that I still need a daily practice, morning, noon and night.
But such is love that draws us out of ourselves and into the presence of God from where we practice our transformation in Jesus.
I hope this reflection helps you in your spiritual journey!
Our mind is constantly working things out, trying to solve, trying to reconcile on a conscious and subconscious level.
It never stops. Our old self is trying to save us. On the other hand, our new self, our spiritual self-speaks with the mind of Christ we've put on...the wisdom of the endless ages.
What I want to give you is an image of the process of shifting from the labyrinth of our soul into our spirit.
The Crowded Room
Picture yourself in a large crowded room, like a lunchroom with big picture windows looking out on a wide-open peaceful landscape. Conversations are swirling all around and everybody's trying to get your attention, but there's a door on the other side of the room to the outside.
You've got to break from the noise to head outside. The draw you're feeling is God calling you out. But you don't know what you'll find out there. It's always an act of faith going out, but you do feel the breath of fresh air calling you out.
So you cut off the endless conversations and turn to the door. No matter how desperate and urgent the voices are you ignore them and head to the door. We focus on that feeling, that one voice calling us out into the vast stillness of our spirit and oneness with God.
The voices crescendo and cry out to us as we reach the door and turn the handle. We open the door the fresh winds of the spirit rush in silencing every voice and so begins a reordering of our soul. Our soul begins to magnify what it sees of God's light streaming through the door.
Our yearning of love causes the seismic shift from our soul to our spirit. Our heart and not our head is the key to opening the door and leaving the room of noise...to go outside, to enter the vastness of silence, of spirit, of Being...'to walk in fields of grace.'
The fact that after fifty years of meditation, I still have a head full of noise is proof that I am still a beginner every single morning. That I have to die daily to my old self to awaken to my new self is proof that I still need a daily practice, morning, noon and night.
But such is love that draws us out of ourselves and into the presence of God from where we practice our transformation in Jesus.
I hope this reflection helps you in your spiritual journey!
Meditation is the bomb when it comes to self disciplines. It will never get easier, so I have learned in the past few years. This post, however, is quite reassuring to me when I have trouble shifting into the spirit. It is a blessing and reassurance to see that I am not alone on this.
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