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May 2002 Storyteller Collaboration The Meditation by Sabine N. She sat alone on the green hillside that was dotted here and there with patches of yellow and white wildflowers. From this vantage, she could see far and wide. All around her there were hills and against the edges of the blue sky stood the lofty mountains. Counting to ten, she inhaled a long breath of fresh air. She closed her eyes and felt the gentle breeze touch her face softly like a whisper. She exhaled. Then, she began to chant slowly and melodically. Her legs were crossed and her hands folded in her lap. She felt comfortable. After about 5 minutes with only nature's song surrounding her, she was infused with a sense of peace, a sense of belonging to everything. It was such a good feeling. A smile spread across her face as the sun's warmth dropped suddenly like a tepid ocean wave over her. For twenty minutes, she sat alone with eyes shut. In her mind, she saw the wonder and beauty of the world she lived in. Then the moment was shattered. "Mom!" squealed a childish voice. "There she is!" chimed a second familiar voice. Two fair haired children raced over the hillside. She opened her eyes and her arms to welcome them. "Why are you here all by yourself?" asked her little daughter. "Yeah, you shouldn't be alone on Mother's Day." Her son added, wiping his cheek where his mother had kissed him. "Come on!" They cried together, each one tugging at her. "We have a surprise for you!" "Alright, alright!" she laughed, getting to her feet. Peace and quiet was wonderful but so was the real world. The End |