Embark on an Inner Journey

I took a leap of faith in myself. I decided to take a spot in a Silent Retreat for a week.

I’m leaving mid-afternoon today, heading up to the Insight Meditation Society Retreat Center in Barre, MA.

There will be no talking.

No cell phones.

No books or reading.

No writing or journaling.

Plenty of sitting and walking meditations. And good food. And sleep.

I’ve been on retreat many times before but the itinerary was something like: yoga, meditation, breakfast, hike, lunch, workshop, massage, nap, dinner, dancing workshop, meditation, sleep.

This will be a very different experience. Honestly, I’m a bit nervous.

Why am I doing it? Well, I’ve been going deeper into meditation, exploring alternate mind states, and I’m super curious to expand and learn more about what is possible in non-physical material reality.

In addition, I’ve been feeling a little stuck in my business life lately and I just needed a break and a good reboot.

Paul suggested a Silent Retreat and at first it just scared me. Could I do it? Since just the thought of it pushes me to my edge, I’ve decided to do it. Apparently people do it all the time!

I think the biggest withdrawal for me, besides not talking and building relationships with everyone I meet, is not having my phone to distract me. eeeek!

Would you be up for a 6 day silent retreat?

I challenge you to do it with me for just 4 hours at some point this week or weekend, if you feel the calling.

For example, just one night this week, after dinner and before bed, close your electronic devices, turn off the TV, don’t talk to anyone and just do nothing. Or you could meditate.

If you decide to take my challenge, please reply to this email and let me know how it went.

I will not be writing a newsletter next week so don’t expect to hear from me for a couple of weeks.

If I ascend, you may never hear from me again. (Oh that makes me giggle.) Wish me luck. (I hear the Masters laughing too!)

May you be well.

May you be happy.

May you be free from suffering.

All my best,

Maureen

PS. When I told my 8 year old granddaughter Molly Mae about not talking for 6 days she said, “Oh, I’m so sorry. That sounds like punishment to me.” Ha ha ha!

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