The Jin Ping Effect

(The following is a guided meditation that I wrote from an experience that I had while traveling in China in a small village called Jin Ping)

Close your eyes, breathe deeply, relax.

In the imaginative eye of your mind, you find yourself ascending a gently sloping hill, following a path lined with Banana trees and dense bamboo. A makeshift bamboo gate sits just at the rise, closed to some unknown space beyond.  As you arrive at the gate a well worn elderly women of great antiquity silently beckons you forward with a toothless smile. She bids you passage thru the gate and your eyes meet the deep wisdom within hers as you pass her on your way. She is you, the feminine, welcoming you home.

Walking thru the bamboo threshold you arrive at the precipice of an emerald state of expanding peace. Before your eyes stretches endless terraces of rice paddies, green, like the deepest spring grass. From your feet, the terraces build upward and out towards mountains veiled in tropical mist. You stand atop one scalloped edge of earth, containing a shallow pool of cyan water, silently seeping from one reservoir to the next.

You are bathed in green light all around you, breathing an intoxicating sea of warm air that rises from thick jungle clinging to the distant mountains. Like a little girl, you hop from the edge of one scalloped pool to the next, balancing on the damp earth as you are drawn deeper into the watery fields of rice. You reach the center of what seems to be a grand ampitheater of emerald beauty, surrounded on all sides by green mountains, steep and lush.

In this centered space, the terraced fields radiate outward from a solitary stone, an ancient volcanic relic, pitted with time and pulsing with vortex power. You sit upon her and settle into yourself as a part of the enchantment swirling all around you. You become the stone, silent and connected to the flow of the mother. Tapped in to the intricate network of criss-crossing energetic fibers, pulsating above, below, within and without you and every thing.

You feel the warm tropical humidity on your bare skin like a soft blanket, enveloping you and taking your body to a perfect balance of internal and external temperature. You have no concept of cold, no thought of being hot. Your body is at peace and you float in the water-saturated air, buoyant and heady.

In a dreamlike state you see tiny glimmers of iridescence flashing on and off across the fields. Tiny wings, the color of crystal, come into view and you notice that the green fields are alive with bright blue dragonflies, hovering all around. One alights on your drawn up knee, and you ponder each other’s perfection. The pools of the rice paddies, like gently cascading fountains catch the sun in their mirrored surfaces and beam metallic.  Below the surface of the pool at your feet swim tiny, rainbow hued tetra fish, curiously swimming to the shore of their world to inspect your presence.

Everywhere, you see green. You feel green, taste it and breathe it deeply in. From the fringe of jungle you hear the conversation of birds, harmonizing sweetly. Within the dense cloak of humidity floats the intoxicating aroma of some unseen tropical flower, jasmine or plumeria perhaps. As you sit in this space, you begin to experience a profound sense of peace that washes over you in waves of blue and green. Your heart space feels deep rejuvination as though the reservoir of your soul was being filled to the brim with sweet water. As you gaze out upon the terraced world before you, a gentle rain begins to fall, warm and delightful. The warm water falling from the sky becomes one with the rivers of liquid life flowing within you. There is no distinction. As above, so below. As within, so without. You are but one beautiful collage of elements loomed together in the grand matrix of the universe. The air is alive with a gentle vibrating hum that you feel throughout your every cell. You find the confines of your mortal body dissolved and become transparent in form, melting into the latticework of the universe. And the scene of Earthly beauty, which you behold before you, melts away to reveal a more intricately woven layer beneath, extending deeper, into multiple dimemsions of time and space

You see the whole, and you see yourself as but one miraculous strand within it. One prism in the multi-faceted eye of a dragonfly. You are, in every cell, every atom, pure peace. Divine love.

Now slowly, with grace, you return from the universal perspective back to the scene of beauty before your eyes. You gaze out at the world around you, holding the peaceful essence within your heart. You are fulfilled. Standing, you acknowlede gratitude for the opportunity to have visited a place of such holiness. You walk away from the stone, out of the center towards the gate. Before thru passing the bamboo threshold, you turn and drink in one last memory of the emerald perfection. Take with you the essence of this experience. Return to your lives full of beauty, energy, healing, peace, love and the understanding that you are one with all.

Sit with this in your heart for a moment. Breath with it. When you hear the bell, open your eyes.