On a retreat a few years ago, someone was selling prayer bowls. They were made by the relative of some famous person. That didn’t impress me. I just thought they were lovely, so I bought one.
I like the idea of adding a physical component to my meditation and prayer time.
Sometimes it is a candle and the image of the light is inspiring. I meditate on light in the world and the light of the world.
The idea of a prayer bowl is to write the names of people or a brief description of a concern on a piece of paper and fold it into the bowl. When you pray or meditate, you hold the bowl in your hands. This particular bowl is beautiful and a joy to hold. The wood is lovely and warm. Physically holding the bowl while I pray is an offering, a relinquishment.
One year later
So what has happened since then?
In some instances, a lot.
In others, nothing.
But that’s life. We don’t always get what we want, or what we think we need.
People don’t respond in ways we want them to.
Circumstances don’t change just because we will them to.
But some things DO change. And therein lies hope.
It’s about peace
Age has mellowed me.
I no longer rage against the injustice of life.
It can be cruel. People can disappoint us.
Sometimes circumstances don’t change because we still have things we need to learn from them.
The question for me, my prayer, if you will, is that I will be at peace.
It’s not passive
I am far from passive in how I approach life.
I have learned to know what I own, and what I don’t.
Life is complex. Few things are truly under our control.
We can live with anger and disappointment.
Or we can live in peace and with gratitude.
And what I own, I own.
What I can change, I change.
Everything else, I live at peace with.
And I accept it all as a blessing and a privilege.