I participated in a guided meditation over the weekend, one unlike any I've ever experienced. What started out as a little quirky and earth-huggy proposal turned into something quirky, meaningful, and insightful.
Here's the transcript of the message I "brought back" after our group of about 35 people walked backwards in time to spend a few moments with our ancestors:
I have been a follower. I never took time to give room -- time and space -- to my own conscience. My ideas were dangerous: to myself, to my family, to our safety. So I followed orders and I worked to not stand out. I did the will of others -- causing harm, pain, suffering to others -- but their orders never overpowered, never muted the whisperings of my own conscience; my heart may have hardened but the beams of sunlight, of starry blackness, of expressionless expressions on those I oppressed, sang on.
Do not turn away in fear from fear. Do not stand frozen becoming calloused and sinking slowly into the quicksand of everything but what you are, and who you are destined to become. Fall not into the trap that is set for every human. You have the (treasure) map written on your hearts.
Balance my errs before God. Relieve my transgressions. Heed these words. And take action to step onto the right side of history.