either this Sunday or next, I’m going to attend a mass at my church. It’s been ages. I need some quiet time with me & myself so I’m going to the less crowded 8 a.m. mass.
I’ve found that, within those walls, the meditation I intended to sit for at home kicks in. I’ve tried to do the Zen stuff with knees crossed, chanting the “ohm” mantra but somehow at home I get distracted and I can’t sit for long.
In church, the rituals, the hymns, the organ music, the stain glass windows, allow me to automatically sink into a deeper place. I’m looking for a sense of profoundness to overtake me…depending on this experience to give my inner voice a place to come roaring back
in the most hushed of ways.

