December Meditation Challenge

December Meditation Challenge
Welcome to the December Meditation Challenge!  Click the links below to listen to each days meditation and enjoy! Intro to the Meditation Series: December 1st: River Rock Finished with Gold Leaf

Photo of River Rock Finished with Gold Leaf by Andy Goldsworthy

December 2nd:

Indoor Desert by Alvaro Sanchez Montanes

Indoor Desert by Alvaro Sanchez Montanes

December 3rd:

mandala mandala closeup December 4th: Cloud Gate December 5th: Ego ego on fire

Ego by Laura Kimpton

December 6th:

the guesthouse, rumi December 7th: kali by romio shrestha

Kali by Romio Shrestha


WEEK TWO 

Week 2 Introduction:

December 8th:

The Delight Song of Tsoai-talee

BY N. SCOTT MOMADAY

I am a feather on the bright sky
I am the blue horse that runs in the plain
I am the fish that rolls, shining, in the water
I am the shadow that follows a child
I am the evening light, the lustre of meadows
I am an eagle playing with the wind
I am a cluster of bright beads
I am the farthest star
I am the cold of dawn
I am the roaring of the rain
I am the glitter on the crust of the snow
I am the long track of the moon in a lake
I am a flame of four colors
I am a deer standing away in the dusk
I am a field of sumac and the pomme blanche
I am an angle of geese in the winter sky
I am the hunger of a young wolf
I am the whole dream of these things
You see, I am alive, I am alive
I stand in good relation to the earth
I stand in good relation to the gods
I stand in good relation to all that is beautiful
I stand in good relation to the daughter of Tsen-tainte
You see, I am alive, I am alive
December 9th:

Gulf Stream by Winslow Homer

December 12th:

mind-enso- kasumi bunsho

Mind Enso by Kasumi Bunsho

December 13th:

Mindful by Mary Oliver

Every day I see or hear something that more or less

kills me with delight, that leaves me like a needle

in the haystack of light. It was what I was born for – to look, to listen,

to lose myself inside this soft world – to instruct myself over and over

in joy, and acclamation. Nor am I talking about the exceptional,

the fearful, the dreadful, the very extravagant – but of the ordinary, the common, the very drab,

the daily presentations. Oh, good scholar, I say to myself, how can you help

but grow wise with such teachings as these – the untrimmable light

of the world, the ocean’s shine, the prayers that are made out of grass?

December 14th:


Week Three
Week Three Intro:
  December 15th: Alex_Grey_Painting

Painting by Alex Grey

December 16th: Jin Choi and Thomas Shine

Telephone Poles by Jin Choi and Thomas Shine in Norway

December 17th:

mihoko ogaki- Breath

Breath in Milky Way Series by Mihoko Ogaki

December 18th:

Alexander Milov Love

Children

Love by Alexander Milov

December 19th:

Working Together 

We shape our self to fit this world

and by the world are shaped again.

The visible and the invisible

working together in common cause,

to produce the miraculous.

I am thinking of the way the intangible air

passed at speed round a shaped wing

easily holds our weight.

So may we, in this life trust

to those elements we have yet to see

or imagine, and look for the true

shape of our own self, by forming it well

to the great intangibles about us.

 — David Whyte

December 20th:

happy show by Stefan Sagmeister

Happy Show Installation by  Stefan Sagmeister

December 21st:

Lingering In Happiness

After rain after many days without rain, it stays cool, private and cleansed, under the trees, and the dampness there, married now to gravity, falls branch to branch, leaf to leaf, down to the ground

where it will disappear–but not, of course, vanish except to our eyes. The roots of the oaks will have their share, and the white threads of the grasses, and the cushion of moss; a few drops, round as pearls, will enter the mole’s tunnel;

and soon so many small stones, buried for a thousand years, will feel themselves being touched.

By Mary Oliver

December 22nd:

 

Week Four

Week 4 Intro:

December 23rd:
Rubber Duck by Florentijn Hofman

Rubber Duck by Florentijn Hofman

December 24th:

marcel-duchamp- readymades

December 25th:

December 26th: Elliot Erwitt December 27th: the-great-paranoiac-dali December 28th: JanetEchelman_glow December 29th: Reflective House by Leandro Erlich December 30th: stage-of-mind-room-jeeyoung-lee December 31st:  

“KEEPING QUIET” BY PABLO NERUDA

Now we will count to twelve and we will all keep still.

For once on the face of the earth, let’s not speak in any language; let’s stop for one second, and not move our arms so much.

It would be an exotic moment without rush, without engines; we would all be together in a sudden strangeness.

Fisherman in the cold sea would not harm whales and the man gathering salt would look at his hurt hands.

Those who prepare green wars, wars with gas, wars with fire, victories with no survivors, would put on clean clothes and walk about with their brothers in the shade, doing nothing.

What I want should not be confused with total inactivity. Life is what it is about; I want no truck with death.

If we were not so single-minded about keeping our lives moving, and for once could do nothing, perhaps a huge silence might interrupt this sadness of never understanding ourselves and of threatening ourselves with death. Perhaps the earth can teach us as when everything seems dead and later proves to be alive.

Now I’ll count up to twelve and you keep quiet and I will go.