I had an incredible feeling today.
This morning before work, I was entering a deep stretch in meditation and a thought came to my minds eye like a beam of information
“Ohhh..” I gasped out loud.
My hand covering my mouth in realization.
Ive now entered a temple within the kingdom of Heaven.
And that temple is me.
The body, is thy temple.
I dropped to my hands and knees.
My face to floor And wept
I saw myself travel inwards, many many chambers and layers yet all t
On my path to God I’ve come across prayer.
I’ve always known what prayer was.
I might have even used it a few times as a child.
But the older I got especially in high school and after I let go of this art form.
I felt at that time I couldn’t pray. Especially pray for myself. I felt I never deserved anything better than what I had because I was already extremely lucky (which I now call “blessed”) for what I had.
So I never did it. It brought me this feeling of guilt.