Sometimes after we’ve committed to a path (or at least semi-committed), we’re walking along doing our thing and then boom! we come across a big roadblock. It can be enough to make us shake our fists at the heavens and say “why me?”

This pattern can continue over and over. We feel defeated, cursed, and question if we’re meant to be on the path at all. 

It happens to everyone eventually. Trust me. These roadblocks can be someone slandering us,

 
 
Meditation. For some, just seeing the word makes eyes glaze over. What hasn't been said about the topic already?

Well, in talking to folks, I find there's plenty. Sure, we're generally aware of the studies scientifically proving that it can can help relieve symptoms in people who suffer from chronic pain; assist everyone in reducing stress; and make shifts in brain regions involved in learning and memory processes, emotion regulation, self-referential processing, and perspective taking. Wow. We also hear about its benefits from lots of leaders including Oprah, Deepak Chopra, and Dr. Oz. There are also endorsements from major world religions like Buddhism, Hinduism and Christianity. And yet with all of that it's common to feel that meditation is out of reach or something that "I just can't seem to do."

Believe me. I get that. I tried for a while to do what I thought I was supposed to do. Or at least what I thought meditation looked like. In a separate corner of a room that I decked out specially I
 
 
Now it if feels like my work at the corporate job was a lifetime ago. So much of my life back then was contrary to my truth – that is, who I truly am and who I’ve always been. Over and over again, I ignored and sometimes even shut out the messages that were trying to make their way into my consciousness.

Oftentimes during quiet moments, I would experience horrible ringing in my ears. The worst, though, was the clicking.
 
 
Back when I worked in Corporate America, I had a number of health problems. I see that I was truly trying to be of the highest service in that setting—at my own expense! Working at this job wasn’t the highest service I could provide, so it was never going to be a good fit. As a result, all kinds of signals came through my body from this incompatibility.

In retrospect, I just wish it didn’t take me so long to get the message.