I remember I was sitting on a train leaving London, England and traveling to Paris, France when I had the first revelation that prayer and meditation were virtually the same thing. Depending where you sit in your spirituality this view may not work for you. For me they are like two half’s of the same coin. When you get quiet and still inside yourself, prayer is talking to your Higher Self and meditation is letting that part talk to you.
Listening and talking to our Higher Self with any depth takes practice. I tried to explain the revelation to the friend I was traveling with, I was so excited but I didn’t fully have the words for the feelings within my heart. I was twenty-one, away from home for the first time and knew I was onto something, so I tucked it away for another time.
This morning the memory surfaced, and I smiled. Prayer and meditation are part of my life, speaking to my Higher Self is who I am, meditation is how I function in this world. Without asking for what I want, sharing in the creation process I begin to feel cut off. Without sitting quiet I lose a piece of myself to the busyness of life.
As I deepen into my practice, meditation becomes what I do, prayer is how I act, and my life becomes a moving sacred space. I am the holy ground I once thought I had to search for within the silence. I am complete, even while my busy life swirls around me. This is how I walk in the world.