Saturday of Memorial Day Weekend was a bit cool for swimmers, a bit windy for fishermen but perfect for bikers.
I rode to the far end of the breast of the dam, pulled my afghan off the rack on the back of my bike and sat down to enjoy the view, smell the spring air and take in the sounds of the wind, birds and water.
I can’t explain why, but I feel as if I belong out in nature. I feel at home especially at the watershed. There seems to be an energy that draws me there. The energy fills my mind, body and spirit and I become one with it.
That’s the same way I feel when I allow myself to relax and meditate…one with the Universe (God or whatever word you choose).
One early foggy morning last year when I rode to the breast, I had a strange but beautiful experience. Until now I’ve shared this with only a husband and wife who I know understand. That morning I practiced QiGong on the breast. I felt at ease because the fog was too thick for even fishermen to see me.
The morning routine involves closing your eyes, rubbing your hands together in front of you until they’re warm and then putting your hands lightly over your eyes. When it feels right, you make backward circles three times around your ears before you bring your hands to the back of your neck. Rotate your head in full circles three times to the right and to the left before bringing your hands to the front of your body, slowly dropping them in front of you. Ever so slowly, open your eyes.
I had done this exercise many times at home as part of my QiGong exercises, but this was the first time outside. For me, the breast of the dam is a place that provide high amounts of energy.
When I opened my eyes, I gazed across the grass-covered breast upon which I had just come across. To my astonishment and awe, the view had changed. It appeared to me as the grass had been replaced with nearly fluorescent multi-colored wild flowers. I momentarily felt a state of peace and bliss beyond anything I had felt in my life.
My mind re-engaged and I thought maybe I was dying and fear set it. When the fear came, the scene left. I so wish I were able to let go of that fear and return to that moment! It hasn’t happened since but the circumstances haven’t returned, either.
Take it; leave it. Believe it or not. I pray if there is a next time, I don’t fear the energy. I wonder what would have happened had I not.