A poem, pentameter syllabic metering, depicts my method and experiences when meditating.
|Sensory to Extrasensory Perception
By Vaughan Jones
Using my senses and meditating,
I transform into a spiritual state,
Sitting on a rock at the riverside.
There in calm and faithfulness I abide,
Remaining still, ever contemplating,
Earth energies rising through my body.
I listen to birds chirping happily
I hear the fresh water running freely
I see the beauty that surrounds me
I feel the cool breeze touching my face
I smell the freshness of the foliage
I taste the fresh cool crystal-clear water.
Lifting my arms outward, hands turned upward
Setting the trusted timeframe in my mind,
I center my thoughts and my energies.
Bringing my hands together as in prayer.
I inhale deeply, exhaling slowly,
Using Prana to enter Alpha state
Peace and tranquility flows over me,
I wallow in this great feeling of calm.
My body asleep and my mind alert
I drift deeper into the Theta state.
Oblivious of all this life’s troubles
Healing takes place in my body and soul.
As my time approaches finality
I open my physical sense again.
Experiencing the beauty once again,
Feeling invigorated, healed, new,
Ready to return to the crazy world,
Free to cope with life’s stresses again.