Within a matter of seconds, something miraculous seemed to happen...the thudding stopped, I found myself almost floating, lightly landing on the ball of my foot, knees nicely bent. It felt amazing, kind of wrong, as I was so used to wearing traditional running shoes, but this somehow felt more animalistic, somehow very right even though it felt a bit wrong!
What might be the basis for not accepting second class health? Perhaps because its as innate to our spiritual sense to feel health is natural as it is politically to demand equal rights. "In health there is freedom. Health is the first of all liberties," mused Swiss poet and philosopher Henri Frédéric Amiele.
There is an emerging trend on the horizon that is being cited at the fastest growing sector in the whole travel business. They call it "spiritual tourism" and it is starting to be taken very seriously by governments, state tourism authorities, even the United Nations agency responsible for global tourism - the UNWTO.
My way or the highway. Many spiritual organisations can be absolutely zealous that their particular method/spiritual path is the only way or the best way. Frankly this is bullshit. As the saying goes there are several different ways to skin a cat and the same applies to the path of enlightenment - there are several different ways and journeys for each person.
The longer I live and explore a spiritual life the easier it gets. When I started off my adventures I visited a dozen or so different faiths and I got down and dirty with the meditation, the praying, the mantras. I had the patter and the pose, but none of it felt right. Some of it felt convoluted or ridiculous. Most of it didn't quite fit, it was someone else's story, someone else's journey.
So, if the thought of meditation has always brought to mind those images of the Lycra-clad, wheatgrass guzzling fitness junkies that we associate with such leg bending practices; throw the Zen-like guru stereotype out the window, place your derriere on your chair of choice and simply meditate away...