A couple of times a year, a group of friends and I take off to meditate for a few days. We’ve all been on the spiritual path for some time and love nothing better that getting together and not talking. Yes, I did say ‘not’ talking. We set up our tent by a river, cook on pebbles and do everything in silence from the moment we open our eyes until 9 that night.
This meditation is a powerful one to tame the mind – and it’s incredible the amount of rubbish that surfaces when we stop talking. When the clock hits the designated time, we share our discoveries and new understandings with the stars or the rain beating down on us, and leave with minds walking on feathers.
The same child who last month, when looking at my photo on the back cover of a book said ‘You were much younger in this one eh Miss Jaylen?’ on my return yesterday said, ‘You’ve suddenly got beautiful Miss Jaylen.’
I always knew this meditation rejuvenated my soul, but rejuvenating my looks – what a bonus!