The Cloth of Meditation

Years ago I read of how the Navajo Indians of the American South West would dip a cloth into a container of dye and then let it dry. The first dip there was little noticeable difference - nor on the second, third and after even a dozen or so more the cloth was still mostly the original color. However with the patience and care of repeated dipping and drying the cloth eventually became the solid color of the dye - and stayed that way despite the harsh climate the Navajo lived in. It's the perfect metaphor for meditation - we dip into the still, quiet pool of spirit - and we emerge to the often harsh climate of reality feeling little different in our response to it. Yet with the patience and care of daily meditation we will eventually become the solid color of spirit - and stay that way.

Peace,
Eric