Ever noticed how busy the mind is?
Ever wish it would just shut up?
If yours is anything like mine it can sometimes be as busy as Grand Central Station in New York City.
One lazy afternoon, a decade or so ago, I laid down for a nap. Just as I was drifting off to sleep something happened that has stuck with me. It was very cool and fascinating at the same time. I didn’t try to make it happen. I hadn’t longed for it to happen. It just happened on it’s own accord.
In an instant myself and my mind were suddenly and mysteriously separated from each other. Instead of being the mind, as I normally was, I was an outsider watching the contents of my mind on a movie screen.
No big deal, right? That’s what meditation is supposed to achieve. It’s completely normal. But, something about this was different than what I had experienced during meditation before. I saw something fascinating.
Just what did I see?
At age 18 Scott Harrison left home for a world of excitement. He started off in a band but soon discovered he could get paid to drink alcohol for free. The job? Nightclub promoter in NYC. Alcohol companies paid him thousands per month just to have his picture made with their label in his hand.
He made big money, traveled in private jets and dated dream girls. His girlfriend was plastered across billboards. He was livi’n the life, as they say. You’ve gotta hear his story went from spiritual and emotional bankruptcy to helping millions, (yes Millions) of people! (Tissues needed at minute 14:00).
Four little words. They’ve gotten me through a lot of hard times, especially the ignorance of my 20’s.
THIS TOO SHALL PASS!
I wrote this Insight (blog) several weeks ago, before the destructive hurricanes in the U.S. and Puerto Rico, the earthquakes in Mexico and the massive fires in California that have destroyed thousands of homes.
It’s my heart’s intention that today’s article brings peace to you, if you find yourself struggling with the all that’s going on in the world or something personal in your own life.
I still love those four little words…This too shall pass. They help me remember the truth – EVERYTHING IS GOING TO PASS, EVENTUALLY. . .