Zen Spot #335 -- Mindfulness, meditation, a drum circle and the yellow doves of Mount Airy November 16, 2019 00:00
Finding Mount Airy
I live near the northwest border of Philadelphia. One among dozens of neighborhoods, Mount Airy is a diverse community of artists, activists, writers, gardeners, families and thinkers. Neighbors care for each other. Tolerance and kindness are ubiquitous. Education is valued. Spirituality holds an important place in the hearts of many. Traveling the world, I've found no peer.
Finding Ivy Hill
My studio overlooks the Ivy Hill Cemetery and, despite living in a jam-packed neighborhood, the view from my window extends four hundred yards. Grass and trees as far as the eye can see, with the exception of those days when slow processions bury loved ones.
Finding yellow doves
A legend exists of three brilliant yellow doves that descend from heaven following the departure of the final mourner from a burial site. Within minutes of the casket being left alone for the first time, it’s said that the doves drop from the sky to accompany the soul on its journey to the other side.
Having witnessed dozens of burial rites from a distance, I’ve seen the doves only once . Hovering over a drum circle that gathered after the casket had been lowered, their color was unmistakable.
I think of drum circles as lively happenings that conjure the primitive parts of our souls, calling one’s instinct to find rhythm. That circle was somber and alive. Happy and sad. A singular rhythm found. A perfect rhythm found. A peaceful rhythm found.
What to make of a myth that's real? Is mindfulness a myth?
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