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Bring compassion into your breath through this meditation led by Julie Potiker. She completes the meditation with the poem, "The Most Important Thing", by Marie Marchand from her book, Mostly Sweet, Lovely, Human Things.
I asked the stars:
What is the most important thing?
The panorama of bright sentinels remained
silent and just keep shining.
So I repeated my question, this time imploringly:
What is the most important thing?
It was urgent. My time here is limited.
I deserve clarity. I deserve truth.
Summer's nightwind caressed my face.
I accepted this show of earthly tenderness,
of warm reassurance, but divined
no answer from the twinkling firmament
above. The stars just kept shining
with an irksome persistence.
Maybe I didn't deserve an answer.
Or maybe I wasn't approaching this
with enough reverence. So, instead
of looking up, I bowed my head
and looked within.
What is the most important thing?
I whispered so only I could hear. Then behind
my eyes, a blend of space and light emerged.
The whole universe opened up inside of me.
There was silence. There was peace.
The stars aligned.
And without making
a sound, they just kept shining.
-Marie Marchand
By Julie Potiker4.9
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Bring compassion into your breath through this meditation led by Julie Potiker. She completes the meditation with the poem, "The Most Important Thing", by Marie Marchand from her book, Mostly Sweet, Lovely, Human Things.
I asked the stars:
What is the most important thing?
The panorama of bright sentinels remained
silent and just keep shining.
So I repeated my question, this time imploringly:
What is the most important thing?
It was urgent. My time here is limited.
I deserve clarity. I deserve truth.
Summer's nightwind caressed my face.
I accepted this show of earthly tenderness,
of warm reassurance, but divined
no answer from the twinkling firmament
above. The stars just kept shining
with an irksome persistence.
Maybe I didn't deserve an answer.
Or maybe I wasn't approaching this
with enough reverence. So, instead
of looking up, I bowed my head
and looked within.
What is the most important thing?
I whispered so only I could hear. Then behind
my eyes, a blend of space and light emerged.
The whole universe opened up inside of me.
There was silence. There was peace.
The stars aligned.
And without making
a sound, they just kept shining.
-Marie Marchand

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