If there’s one thing I like nearly as much as meditating, it’s adding to my rather large t-shirt collection. So adding an organic cotton “Don’t Hate, Meditate” tee from Soul Flower is not only a good reason to celebrate, it gives me the opportunity to share why I feel meditating on sensory input is the key to honoring the Here & Now. There is nothing more glorious and rewarding to me than living in the moment, dare I say to wallow in the present as often and as fully as possible. After all, that’s where life happens. Right? So why would I want to be anywhere else?
I began meditating using a repeated mantra in the seventies, but soon switched to simply following my breath or listening to the sounds around me. I have been a happy city dweller since moving from rural Michigan to San Francisco at the age of twenty-three. Then it was on to Chicago, Kalamazoo, Cleveland, and finally Philadelphia. For me, it’s no leap at all for a car horn to become a bell of mindfulness. I even delight in the way snatches of conversation from passersby fade as they continue on past my studio door. We have five physical senses to help orient us in the physical world. Why not use all that input in a meditative way to ground us in the present moment? And my studio cat, Rennie, is more than happy to lend his purring to the meditative mix – a practice that has earned him the honorary title of Buddha Boy.
When my Michigan childhood memories of woods, river, swamp and creek begin to tug at my heart, my wife and I take a short twenty-minute drive to Wissahickon Creek, a tributary of the Schuylkill River (Wissahickon is a westernized version of a Lenape word meaning catfish stream). The creek runs through Fairmount Park in Philadelphia, PA. A favorite place for meditative listening is the Magarge Dam, as pictured above.
And then there’s walking meditation, which, of course, can be done anywhere one can walk, but a favorite spot of mine is just a few blocks from our home/studio. It’s called Schuylkill Banks and is part of the twenty-three-mile Schuylkill River Trail. My very favorite part is the recently opened 2,000 ft. boardwalk out over the river, as seen above.
So, whether in my studio with Rennie, in the wilds of Fairmount Park, or on the boardwalk over the Schuylkill River, you are likely to find me “meditating” and celebrating the Here & Now in cool threads from Soul-Flower.
Burnell wore the Don’t Hate Meditate Men’s Organic Cotton T-Shirt
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April 23, 2015 at 6:46 pm (10 years ago)I love this! Burnell, is your cat Rennie a tortie? Beautiful markings! We have a tortie named Greta. She purrs really loud but I never thought of meditating with her 🙂
Burnell Yow!
April 24, 2015 at 2:13 am (10 years ago)Hi Peg. Glad you liked my very first post for Soul-Flower. Rennie was a rescue, or should I say his mother was a pregnant stray who was rescued from the street. His coloring and markings are, indeed, rather unique. I did some research and it seems he is a Sokoke, which is a naturally occuring breed from Kenya that showed up in this country about eleven years ago. Behavior-wise, Sokoke cats are known for their peace-loving nature. And that describes Rennie to a tee. I meditate in my art studio and he never misses the opportunity to join me. In fact, if I make a lap, he’s there. All my best to you and Greta.
David Updike
April 24, 2015 at 1:46 pm (10 years ago)Urban meditation presents special challenges, so I like your idea of welcoming incidental sounds into your consciousness, rather than seeing them as intrusions or annoyances. Acceptance is a lot less stressful.
Betsy
April 24, 2015 at 4:37 pm (10 years ago)This is a great contrasting combination of places to meditate!