The First Week

My friend and great fabric artist, Edle, made beautiful blue curtains for the meditation room at TaoSatva. When this building was the Bette Winslow Dance Studio, and later TADA, the room was an office, storage for costumes, a balcony to dramatically descend from during performances. Now, we sit in a small circle on the red Tibetan rug surrounded by flowing blue fabric. Some people sit in chairs, some on zafus and zabutons,  I ring the tingsha (small Tibetan cymbals) and we sit for a half an hour to forty minutes. We sit in silence. Together. There are sounds, the wind sighing around the building or a beam shifting in the next room, a truck going by. But the inner silence is what we return to, again, and again.

Our focus is the breath at first, then a deepening inner stillness, thoughts passing by or even taking over, then back to breath and inner awareness. What emerges within each of us is a private journey and witness to our own inner life. No agenda really, just being present. And sometimes, just being.

On the first Saturday of this meditation series, we met on the large dance floor. We set a rug in the middle with a small altar of white roses, a candle, a small glass globe to represent the Earth. We are, to be honest, meditating not just for ourselves, but for the well-being of all life. To find the balance within and the peace within, and let that radiate forth into life. Lumos.

As Etty Hillesum said, “Ultimately, we have just one moral duty: to reclaim large areas of peace in ourselves, more and more peace, and to reflect it towards others, and the more peace there is in us, the more peace there will be in our troubled world.”

And if you haven’t heard of Etty Hillesum yet, well, that’s a powerful story.  You can read about her in An Interrupted Life.


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