I have never
learned how to meditate. Although I learned about the benefits of meditation
throughout my life, learning the practice and art of deep concentration and
reflection wasn’t a point of interest until recently. Following my trip to a
Buddhist temple several months ago, I found myself in awe of the warmth,
compassion, and wisdom that emanated from the people of the Buddhist faith. During
that visit, the near universal display of understanding by those in attendance
was unlike anything I had ever seen. Through their practice they reach a sort
of harmony with the world around them, and each of them credited the practice
of meditation as a contributing force in reaching that degree of
self-actualization. Deeply affected by the experience, I decided taking time to
experience meditation for the first time was something I needed to make time
for during my “I have never...” year. As a result, I began research on Buddhist
meditation classes, and set aside time this fall to follow through with the
experience.
With the
days passing quickly as of late, my plans to attend a meditation class came
upon me faster than I had expected. In fact, I was caught by surprise when I
looked at my calendar and realized the event was scheduled for tonight. That
stated, the realization was welcomed and actually sparked a healthy amount of
anticipation, which guided me through the day quickly. In turn, I made a brief
stop home after work this evening before heading downtown to find the location
of the meditation session, The Madison Diamond Way Buddhist Center.
Following the directions listed on the
Diamond Way website, I found my way to King Street and began searching for the
building that housed the Buddhist center. A passing glance down the block of
storefronts, restaurants, taverns, and entertainment venues initially made me
question the accuracy of the address I had for the location. I didn’t see
anything indicating a Buddhist center was on the block, and the concentration
of buildings made it nearly impossible that such a place could be tucked away
and obscured among the historic brick and stone buildings. Although confused at
first, I decided to walk down the block and review the addresses on the
buildings. Eventually, that effort guided me toward the capitol building where
on the right side of the street I saw a small red door resting between a bar
and a restaurant. A quick check of the number above the door revealed it to be
the address I was looking for, but all outward appearances made the door look
like an entrance to second story apartments over the street level businesses.
Found it! |
I stood
before the door briefly, my uncertainty causing me to look over the nearby
buildings once more in case I had missed something obvious. Ultimately
determining the door before me was the only one with the correct address
hanging over it, I gave it one last look before taking a few steps closer.
“Well, this must be it,” I said to myself as I reached for the doorknob and
gave it a turn. I was almost surprised to find the door was unlocked as I pulled
it open and took a tentative step inside. Immediately before me stairs lined
with worn grey carpet climbed up to a small platform flanked by two doors.
Fearing I was intruding on the living space of some downtown residents, I
looked at the walls around me for some sign of a Buddhist center in the
building. Eventually, my eyes met a plain black sign at the top of the stairs
that listed four businesses in small white lettering followed by unit numbers.
Among them was the Diamond Way Buddhist Center followed by the number 302.
Relieved at
the sight of something indicating I was in the correct location, I began
climbing the stairs until I met unit 302 on the corresponding floor.
Recognizing I was somewhat early for the meditation session, I wasn’t surprised
to find the unit was locked when I first arrived. Luckily, I only had to wait a
few minutes before I heard someone enter the building and climb the stairs
beneath me. Moments later, a young woman with long, dark curly hair rounded the
steps to the third floor and greeted me with a warm smile. She welcomed me as
she moved to unlock the door to the Buddhist center, waving me in as she
quickly set down a handful of items and moved about the small three room
building lined with Buddhist symbolism, photographs, and literature. Although
small, the space was open and nearly free of furniture. In the main room a
large red rug, a few shelves, and a bookcase were the only items occupying
space off of the walls. It was clear the space was meant to hold larger groups
of people than one would expect, and that the floor served as the main
gathering space for those visiting the location.
The meditation space |
After a few
moments of preparing the three rooms of the center, the woman came back to my
location in the main room of the unit and formally introduced herself as
Madeline. She asked me a few questions about what brought me to the center,
which prompted me to explain my journey, my interest in meditation, and my
previous experience with Buddhism at the Deer Park Buddhist temple. In response,
Madeline took time to explain the differences between the Buddhist philosophies
practiced at the Deer Park temple and the Diamond Way center. Her explanation
was deep and insightful, which provided a solid foundation for what to expect
from my forthcoming experience meditating with her and her group.
As we spoke,
more people began trickling into the building, each greeting the two of us with
the same degree of warmth and openness I experienced during my visit to the
Deer Park temple. Eventually, the room filled to little more than a dozen
people, which prompted Madeline to wrap up our conversation and continue with
her preparations for the meditation. Understanding, I thanked her for taking
the time to give me some background on the center and the meditation experience
before striking up some conversation with some of the other people in the room.
I chatted with some folks for a few minutes until Madeline returned to the
group and announced the meditation was ready to begin.
In response
to her words, members of the group immediately began grabbing nearby pads and
small round beanbags to use as cushions on the floor. With people sitting down
around me, I moved to the closest beanbag cushion positioned near the back of
the red rug resting at the center of the room. I promptly took a seat on the
cushion and faced the front of the room where a few members of the group
prepared for the meditation to begin. At first, a young blonde woman sat before
the group and gave some perspective on her interpretation of Buddhist
teachings. Through a beautiful Russian accent she spoke about Buddhism in the
modern world and the application of Buddhist concepts to find meaning and
enlightenment. Thankfully, she acknowledged the varied group of people before
her, taking time to explain the concepts in finer detail for me and some of the
newer members of the Diamond Way group. To me, her presentation of her
perspective on Buddhism was a great way to start the session. It gave insight
on the practice and on the purpose of meditation, which provided the perfect
transition for the remaining portion of the day’s event.
Some artwork hanging in the center |
Following
the presentation, another woman near the front of the group explained she would
be guiding us through the meditation. She briefly explained the intent was not
praise the Lama that would be referenced in meditation as a form of God, but
rather to seek his level of enlightenment through the practice of focus and
reflection. With that, she asked everyone to close their eyes, and began
speaking softly in detailed visual descriptions of place of light, peace, and
tranquility. As she spoke I did my best to concentrate on visualization of each
new detail she provided. Eventually, I began to feel that point of
concentration began to consume the majority of the space in my mind. While I
wasn’t completely free of other thoughts, my mind felt emptier than usual,
which permitted me to distance myself from the routine thoughts, concerns, and
experiences that occupy my thoughts on any given day.
I remained
aware of my physical location and of the happenings on the street below as we
continued, but I was sinking into a daydream like state with each passing
minute. Even as the group around me moved into periodic chants, my
concentration remained unbroken. Eventually, I began feeling like I was
somewhere between sleeping and awake. I was present, but the words and chants
of those around me fell away. That state carried me through the rest of the
meditation where I remained locked in my abstract state until I heard a voice
speak. “That brings us to the end of our meditation,” the woman leading the
group said in a voice that rang as clear as a bell to me. In response, my eyes
snapped open as if I had suddenly been awoken from a deep sleep.
It took me a
moment to recalibrate my senses as I came to, which made the immediate impact
of my first experience with meditation obviously clear. During that time I was
able to carve out a pocket of free thought free from the weight of the routine
thoughts I carry from one day to the next. I was able to concentrate solely on
being, and in that I found a state of relaxation normally only found in states
of unconsciousness. I was more aware yet I was less present. It was strange,
but it was an incredible experience. Although I know it was only the tip of the
iceberg, the experience gave me a deeper understanding of the harmony Buddhists
seem so capable of achieving. There was balance in my first experience with
meditation, and that feeling was incredibly meaningful.
Following my
first experience with meditation, I can now say I understand why so many people
engage in the practice and why so many tout its benefits in health and
happiness. Of course, I know I am very far away from understanding the full
power of meditation from one experience, and I know I would need a lot of
practice to become truly versed in the practice. That stated, I also know my
first experience with meditation was a powerful one. The feeling it created was
unique and was something I would happy to have more of in my life. While I know
the rest of my “I have never...” year will make it challenging to make
meditation a routine going forward, I’m hopeful I revisit the experience in the
future. There is little doubt making meditation a part of my life would have
long lasting benefits and make me a happier person, and with so much good in my
life, that piece of the puzzle would fit nicely.
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