Sunday, March 20, 2016

March: The Month of Meditation, Part II


I’ve always viewed meditation as, well, kind of boring.  I knew that there were tons of positive psychological and health effects related to meditation.  But I barely have time to exercise and eat right.  In an ideal world I would meditate…but in an ideal world, I would also floss regularly, clean my baseboards, and not crave McDonald’s french fries when I’m stressed.

Despite my admittedly low expectations, this month has been incredibly interesting.  I’m not necessarily getting the most out of it (more on this in a later post) but it’s forced me do some things that are completely and utterly out of my comfort zone.

One would assume that mediation is meditation is meditation.  NOPE.  I tried three different classes and my experience with each one was radically different. 

As a disclaimer, I’m describing my experience of these classes with the understanding that just because something didn’t work for me, it doesn’t mean it’s not a good fit for someone else.  I found all of these through the very elaborate method of Googling “meditation St. Louis” and picking three with times and dates that work for me.

 
Class 1: The Meditation Lounge, The Healing Arts Center
This one was located in the basement of a strip mall off of Manchester.  The Healing Arts Center does mostly Reiki, I believe.  I used the bathroom before the class started and instead of soap, there was salt.

 I did eventually locate the hand soap.

The meditation room was large, with no windows and an altar at the front.  There were a variety of jewel-colored cushions and blankets set up on the floor, with a choice to have your back against the wall if necessary.   There were about 8 other participants, male and female, ranging  in age from late 20s to early 40s.  It was the first time there for about three of us.  

The woman that led the class sat with a variety of large crystals surrounding her mat, including a crystal ball in her lap.  There was incense.  At the end of the class, she mentioned that she was a clairaudient and clairvoyant Spiritual Consultant.
  
That probably paints a very specific picture of this meditation, but you know what?  I liked it.  It was a 40-minute guided meditation with visualization, with the guide suggesting step by step of what to picture.    Every once in a while, a phrase would trigger my inner eye roll and I would have to force myself to not get hung up on it.  Despite this not being my scene, I still dug it.

Cost: $10.  Would recommend for: Someone that has a high tolerance for hippies and wants to try meditation in a low pressure way.  
 


Class 2: The Zen House
This is located in a Webster Groves residential neighborhood.  It's a Soto Zen center.  The introductory class is focused on people interested in learning more about Buddhism and meditation; plus, it’s a required experience for students taking college level comparative religious courses.

Before the class, you are sent a ton of material, covering everything from Soto temple etiquette to background reading about sitting zazen and learning more about Buddhism.  I read it all. 

As I was reading, I stumbled upon this quote. “Fathom the unfathomed state. How do you fathom the unfathomed state? Fathomless! Such is the essential art of zazen.”  It was at that point that I realized I probably stop reading and just try it.

There were only two other people in this class, one computer programmer and one student.  You leave your shoes outside in an enclosed porch, and let yourself into the house.  There are two adjacent rooms with black cushions set on the floor.  You begin in the first room, with a younger Buddhist monk (student monk?  I'm not sure of his title) giving an introduction to Buddhism and Zen meditation.  You then move to the adjacent room, and the abbot/Reverend of the Missouri Zen Center joins the group and leads a 20-minute meditation.

Unlike the other meditation class or even the apps that I’ve been trying, this was done in total silence.  Facing a blank white wall.  It was right at dusk, so the light in the room got progressively lower.  It felt purer, in some ways, as I had to actively manage my mind when it wandered.  It was also a lot more difficult. 

After the meditation, the Buddhist monk talked a little more about Zen and answered questions.  I understand about a third of what he explained, mostly because I know so little about Buddhism.  A couple bits of this evening still stick out to me, and I keep thinking about them. I think I'm going to do it again some time.  While Buddhism isn't necessarily for me, I do think that the method of meditation is worth pursing. 

Cost: Suggested $10 donation.  Would recommend for: Someone interested in the religious side of meditation or interested in Buddhism.  Or anyone open to trying something completely new.



Class 3: Sahaja Meditation
This class is held at the St. Louis Public Library.  That alone makes it automatically a bit awkward-- lots of background noise of doors slamming and kids crying.  There was only one other participant that day.

We sat on plastic chairs in a rather sterile meeting room.  The guide lead us through a series of exercises designed to balance your energy.  It was a lot of touching your different chakras and quietly saying things like, “I forgive myself.”  Then you are supposed to place your hand about an inch from the top of your head and see if you felt warm or cold air or anything.  The guide was also avidly interested if we felt anything in our hands.

While the guide was super nice and you can tell it worked for him, at one point I was convinced that he was going to have me pat my head and rub my stomach at the same time.

Cost: Suggested $10 donation, but he didn’t take my money.  Would recommend for: Someone not that interested in the breathing side of meditation but interested in a convoluted routine?  Sorry, I’m not selling this one very well.  I guess checking in with your body and taking time to go slow is good for anyone.  
 

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