In this meditation, we will take a look through a visualization and affirmation of letting go of pain hurt, anger, and loss. Feel free to share how this has served you and connect as a community and what your pain loss and resentment is.
TRANSCRIPT:
Betrayal, morals, fairness. For the next few days, on this day, January 23rd, 2025, all of us will find that we are focusing on the monkey mind that is reminiscing on memories of betrayal, lack of equality, imbalance, and doing a deep psychological dive into our psyche.
And so, I ask yourself through this meditation and affirmation that will only last about five minutes: ponder death. That's right. The death of a dream, the death of aspirations, the death of ideals, and the ending of the sufferings.
Take three deep breaths. Although many times we focus on a belly breath, I want you to focus on a heart-centered breath. In the heart center, in the chakra, lies your intuition, your gut feeling, your knowing. Based on fear, a primal evidence of survival is to witness and to engage with what we are afraid of to simply survive.
Imagine that your greatest ideal and dream aspirations are in a big black balloon. A big, shiny, black balloon filled with all of your fears: fear of not being loved, fear of lack of connection, fear of being hurt, fear of not being happy, fear of being jealous, fear of being envious. "I must have this to get rid of envy. I must have that to get rid of jealousy."
Comparisons. It is our human nature to compare and to judge. It's the only way we survive by making decisions and choices. For us, or is it for others? In the last few years, it's been hard on many of us. There has been betrayal, lack of trust. Let's put all of that into this black bubble. It is not good, bad, right, or wrong.
Continue to breathe through your heart center. If you want to grieve, grieve. If you're angry, put that in there too. If you're lost, that goes there too. If you're confused, bitter, feel sorrow, or pain, put that in there as well.
Is your black balloon getting bigger? I know mine is. I want you to hang on to that tight. Tight, tight, tight as you can. Walk along a beautiful nature path with your balloon. It's so big that as you skip along the path, it kind of takes you up in the air once in a while. Up in the air, down. Up in the air, down.
Sometimes it's even hard to grasp onto that balloon and have a steady gait in your walk. It’s difficult to take a look at the babbling brook beside you or enjoy the warm air of the sun. This balloon is just kind of getting in the way. I've got to switch hands. It's just pulling a little too much. Oh, here comes the wind. I can't even enjoy the breeze because it's blowing my balloon around. I can barely hang on to it as it tries to force itself over to the left.
In order to continue my walk and enjoy it, I'm thinking I might need to let go of this balloon. But what would I do without the pain or the guilt or the hurt or the sadness? What if it comes back? What if I can still see it at a distance? Or I just know it's there, haunting me, taunting me. As in Schrödinger's Cat, you'll never know unless you let go.
Let's stand in front of a waterfall that is going into this beautiful babbling brook you've just come upon. Sit down as comfortably as you can in any spot, place, or space—a rock, a stump, or on the grass. Let's get a break from this balloon. There is a good-sized rock beside you. Tie it around this rock, this elongated rock, and place it beside you. It's billowing in the wind. It's making a lot of noise, actually. But you try to ignore it and stare into this beautiful waterfall.
Imagine that this waterfall is washing away all of your fears, your dreams, your desires, and your aspiration. You see, it isn't the unfulfilled desire that is the cause of your suffering. It is the desire. A daily practice. I know.
Oh, all of a sudden the noise is gone. You look over. The balloon is gone too. Oh, there it goes. It's up in the air. It's drifting further and further away. It's so far away, I can hardly see it. Oh, it kind of blew over to the right. It's getting bigger. Is it on its way back? No, it's going away again. Away, away. Far away. Not forgotten, but you never will grasp onto it again.
Back to the babbling brook. You stand up. You walk past the wonderful waterfall. In fact, you see a bridge where you can cross over and get closer. As you're crossing the bridge—pop. Oh, there's another balloon in your hand. A little brown one. Do I have more to place into this balloon? What else do I have to put in there? I'm just going to let it go. I need to let it go. That's it. It's gone at a distance. It's so small. It disappeared so fast.
And that's what happens. The magic of letting go of these balloons is that each time they get smaller, you let go of them faster, and they disappear quicker.
You are safe. You are exactly who you are and where you are to be right now.
Namaste.
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