I pulled back onto the road, and began to send out Metta, a loving kindness meditation, beginning with myself and allowing it to ripple beyond me. I arrived at work slightly more peaceful. On the drive home, I reached for my phone, then put it down. My hand went for the radio knob, then fell away. I began instead to send out more Metta. It began to feel a bit more convincing the further I drove. I began to picture the phrases of the prayer washing over and through the houses, into the woods, throughout the marsh, and into the hearts of all the people and creatures I passed. "May you be happy. May you be free. May you awaken to the light of your true nature. May you be healed. May you be a source of healing for all beings whose lives you touch."
The next morning, I didn't reach for any of the usual distractions, but began sending Metta in my driveway at home, to my family, our childcare, our neighbors, those I know, those I don't know. Those I can easily forgive, and those from whom I withhold my forgiveness. I beamed it from my heart to the trees, the flowers, the water, the sky. Like a spine falling back into place at the hands of a gifted chiropractor, I felt my being click into alignment. I felt relief at the spark of connection that re-lit the flame of hope and gratitude in me. I was reminded of what I so want to share with each of you. I was reminded that in the busyness of "doing"; in our "taking control" and "multi-tasking", we sometimes forget to be. It is in our being that we can cleanse and revitalize ourselves. It is in being that we can exist in right relationship with ourselves, with each other, with the God of our understanding. When we can step back and listen to the answers that come forth when we pummel the universe with our questions and our desires, we are set free. Your questions may be different from mine, your answers may be clearer. When in doubt, it never hurts to pray it forward.