A while ago I wrote about a meditation technique called the YHWH meditation. Basically, you inhale, envisioning the Divine entering through your crown, and then exhale, imagining that that divinity is flowing through you into the world. (You can read my original explanation by clicking here).
Well, the other day I was sitting in a doctor's office, waiting . . . and waiting . . . as often happens, and I heard a young child crying loudly somewhere in the warren of exam rooms. Since I had forgotten to bring reading material, I decided to practice this YHWH meditation. Not long after I started, the crying stopped. After a while, I got bored and was looking around the room. The crying started again. I went back to the meditation. The crying stopped. This continued for a while longer until I heard little running footsteps going down the hallway and toward the exit, along with the mother, who was talking to a nurse.
Am I taking credit for calming the child? Absolutely not. I really was envisioning myself as a conduit, nothing more. Still, I found it a deeply relaxing and peaceful way to spend time waiting in the doctor's office. Is certainly beat reading magazines left over from the last decade . . .