Monday, April 22, 2013

Salvation by means of silence in solitude; be still

Please allow me to explain.

By no means does the title of this 'S' post intend to inspire extreme, mute seclusion to the extent of becoming a recluse. Tonight was an exhilarating, life-changing experience as it was my first time attending a Marianne Williamson lecture here in LA.

Let me just confess that I feel like an absolute dummy for having passed the Saban Theatre twice daily-- on my way to and from work-- for the past four months before realizing that Ms. Williamson speaks at the theatre weekly-- giving lectures based on, 'A Course in Miracles.'

However, I do feel like the timing of this discovery, and of this first-time adventure, could not have been more perfect. The lecture was absolutely spot-on; it was exactly what I needed. Exactly what I've been praying for, as the weight of the world in my head and heart was lifted as she shared her sacred words of guidance, life, and love.


Going into this brand new experience, I had no idea what to expect. I was hopeful beyond measure that I'd leave feeling... better. The extent to which I would feel this way, though, I was not prepared for. The liberation I experienced-- the freeing feeling as I released that which has been bogging me down for the last several months-- I cannot tell you how full of Love I am in this moment, after having attended her lecture.

I will tell you, though, how terribly frightening it was to experience the silence in solitude during the time of meditation with an entirely packed theatre of people who seemed like professionals. I couldn't even keep my eyes closed! I kept looking around; observing as everyone else seemed to meditate so peacefully, so perfectly. Then there was me, stomach in knots and rumbling because I hadn't had dinner yet and it was going on 8:30. Yet, something happened in that silence-- the solitude of the whole room together as one-- it was full of undeniable salvation. A room full of believers, of all-in Lovers, of truly authentic Selves reaching out, handing their hearts over to God. It was glorious and beautiful and captivating and terrifying all at once.

But you know what? As I stared around the room at all of the perfect meditators, I did not once think about the things that have been bogging me down. I did not once get lost in the mess of my thoughts that have been draining me of energy which could be better used somewhere else. Instead, I got lost in the peacefulness of the room full of solitude. The silence. The salvation. Perhaps that was my own means of meditation.

And this is something I need to do more of. These lectures of Marianne's, I will now attend weekly. And I cannot believe the following words are coming from my mind, but it's with eagerness that I look forward to Mondays now because they will end with Marianne's wise words of peace and miracles. Her words of forgiveness, of God, and of meditation. Of practicing daily all of the above. Of living with-- and giving-- Love.

I could not be more thankful, nor more blessed, to have experienced this lecture tonight. I feel sincerely saved in the way that I was freed-- even if it was temporarily-- from the messiness of my mind. This new weekly ritual will be one that continually changes my life and transforms my heart in ways I'd never before knew were possible.

Salvation by means of silence in solitude. Stillness. Peace. Not solitude in the way that you're completely alone. As Marianne said tonight, we are never alone-- for God is within us, always.

Best,

Brittney Schering
Your All-Write Nanny



1 comment:

  1. Our minds can often have a difficult time with being still, we fill it and have access to so much that it sometimes seems odd to sit in the silence. God says in his word that he will never leave or forsake us, 24 hours, 7 days a week.

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