I really had to learn to love chanting mantras, and it took me a while, because at first they were asking too much stillness from me. Too long, steady breaths. Too demanding stretches of observation.
Of noticing myself unable to sustain their powerful effects.
But through time, my very anxious mind, my constant pounding heart, my traumatized brain started being soothed by their rocking rhythms. Like the swaying of a lullaby, each moment dedicated to their practice was recreating a long lost movement within myself, within my body and soul. Bringing back to my awareness a deep, hidden wish – from so long ago that I cannot tell if it belong to this lifetime – for Grace. For joyful presence. For being in awe with All there is.
Now, each moment in their company brings me the spaciousness I need to balance the frenetic pace of our unstopping external demands – those we tend to believe as being what constitute reality – and the slow inner movement of my caring transformational path.
Healing me up to the cellular level.
Here’s the words of the mantra and their translation from Shangalou.org :
Gate, Gate, Paragate, Para Sam gate Bodhi svaha Gate, Gate, Paragate, Para Sam gate Bodhi svaha Gate, Gate, Paragate, Para Sam gate Bodhisvaha. Bodhi Svaha
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