Message from God

"On this day of your life, Linda, I believe God wants you to know...
..that there are choirs singing in your head. If you listen,
you will hear the music. It is the song of angels.

Pay no attention to the sounds of the world. They are
just noises, and even when added up all together they
have no value, make no sense. Strain to hear the song
of angels. Listen to the melody within your soul."

Love, God (via Neale Donald Walsh)

Everyday I get a message from God. Some in my head, but mostly in my email inbox. It's stunning sometimes how coincidental they are... course there are no real coincidences, right?

All this week in my yoga classes, I've been chatting about being comfortable in relaxation. Being comfortable with quiet. Letting the quiet come within. I've been noticing some of my yogis are uncomfortable in a relaxation period that lasts more than 3 minutes. They fidget, they sometimes even get up and leave...

Some of my other yogis would stay in relaxation pose forever if I let them. They just go right out, some snore, others just die from exhaustion.. having pushed themselves waaaay past their limits, either in my class or in their life. (they don't call it Corpse pose for nothing!)

I talk a lot in my classes about letting go. Allowing the quiet to come to you. Not forcing... either in your poses or your meditation. Just waiting... alert...watchful...but completely relaxed. Not attaching to the outcome, being okay with whatever is. Buddhist, Hindu, Christian... they all talk of the witness, the one who watches and waits, becoming pure in the process. I wonder how many understand that the process is the enlightenment? Not a far off destination, a goal to achieve... but this moment of pure truth and acceptance. The absence of struggle. Nirvana.

Yesterday my 2nd class was small so I got to come down on the floor with them. (I am usually up on a stage and I don't like it... would rather be one with them but we run out of room and they want to see, so...yeah, anyway) I was in a quiet mood, reflective and happy, and I decided we needed to listen to Taize music. I don't normally play Taize because 1.) it's very Christian and I don't want to scare folks who are afraid of religion and 2.) it's got words and I prefer folks to be wordless, a whole nuther subject. But I love Taize and was feeling very self indulgent so I asked if they minded and played it very low.

Oh Taize! Choirs of angels! Repetitive, soothing, beautiful soaring voices... it just puts me in such a meditative zone, how I wish church was like this! Such simplicity... pure gratitude and worship..ahhhh. It makes me giddy and glad to be alive.

During relaxation, the music ended and there was silence in the Sanctuary. The music continued to drift through my consciousness like a gentle breeze... I was completely relaxed.. and completely aware. Witnessing the beauty of our breath, hovering on the edge of awake and asleep, the place where God lives. Meditation. Breath in and breath out. Feeling my hands were being held, my whole body gracefully being supported by the earth.

Afterwards, I asked the class what they thought of the music. Most made faces, LOL. But one, one of my favorite students came up to me quietly and said, "I don't know what it was, but I went deeper in meditation than I ever had.. I felt like I was floating..." It was the silence. That beautiful quiet... where you can hear the songs of angels singing in your head. And let go of the sounds of the world. That's just noise. Oh how I love when they 'get it'...

How did "God" know?