7Transcendental Meditation

 When I first sat to meditate, I didn’t find instant calm. It surprised me. Inside there was noise. Thoughts. Worry. Planning. Replaying. Protecting.  I found a busy, brilliant, overflowing mind. And then beneath that, something else. Stillness. It was small at first. Easy to miss. But it was steady. It did not panic. It did not beg. It did not chase. Thoughts loosening their grip. Space appearing between them. Peace not manufactured — but uncovered. My search found a treasure when I learned to be still. Through meditation, I started to discover a quiet presence within myself. It did not depend on anything outside of me. 

And the most powerful part? It didn’t stay inside,. It followed me into life. The calm bled into conversations. Into challenges. Into ordinary moments. 

I started to recognize the silence when I was going about my day. It would come and go, stay for a while and then leave. The little girl who once marveled that Christmas comes back every year became a woman who discovered that peace comes back too — and eventually, it stays longer.  

This is what I was really longing for, something unshakeable.

Then I had a realization.  What I found — slowly, quietly — was not just silence or Love, but the Divine within me. Not a voice from the sky. Not lightning. Just a deep, calm presence that said, You are already held.

Now when something crushing happens, I still feel it. I am not above pain. But I am no longer overshadowed by it. I can feel the strength underneath the experience. I can feel the peace that remains when the wave passes.

I am still that little girl.

But now I know she was never looking for love.

She was looking for herself.

And she found something holy. rhythm of joy.

A woman shaped by love, strengthened by hardship,

and softened into wisdom through silence.

I have learned to tap into my deepest level 

and silence bleeds into all I do.