Twice a year I take the time to unplug from the "matrix"...the hustle and bustle of my life, and plug into silence, stillness and Spirit.

 

I do this by going on silent meditation retreats.

 

Quite simply, at this point, the experiences are truly beyond words.

 

But truth be known, as it often happens when I decide to do something like this, my ego rises up and does almost anything it can to get me not to commit to sit. Sometimes it comes as thoughts, sometimes it comes as emotions, sometimes it comes as sensations.

 

The first time I went on one of these retreats it came on physically. On the first morning of the retreat, as I was headed off to a yoga session, I tweaked something in my back, to the point where it really hurt. At that moment, I was saying to myself, "You can just drive back to LA and have your massage therapist work out the issue and no one would even no you're gone." I actually really was...