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Meditation to Find Your Purpose - A Special Journey Begins with Reconciliation with Your Ancestors
Category
- Meditation
Author
- Lumen
When I entered meditation, nothing seemed particularly new, but there was a distinct difference. The light gently enveloped me as always, but this time, the faces emerging within it were unusually clear. My deceased grandmother, my grandfather, and my father, with whom I still have no contact, appeared in my mind one after another. They had all lived difficult lives. Their relationships with me seemed to have been filled with more burden and sorrow than joy. Nevertheless, their appearance must have shown me that there were still unsolved emotional knots within me.
I looked at their faces, recalling moments when I, too, had failed to be of sufficient help to them. Perhaps those memories were shadows buried deep within my heart for a long time. At that moment, I imagined them becoming one with light. As I pictured the bright light flowing down and embracing them, my heart began to slowly ache. The tingling wasn't pain, but more like the sensation of old wounds healing. In that moment, I whispered in my heart, "I'm sorry. Please forgive me. Thank you. I love you." Those words weren't mere repetition. They were a prayer resonating deep within my soul, the key to breaking down the wall that had separated us.
Then, to my surprise, their faces gradually calmed and were bathed in light. It felt as if they were both asking for forgiveness and simultaneously forgiving each other. In that scene, I realized once again that humans are inherently fragile beings, dependent on each other for survival. We sometimes hurt each other, and sometimes we leave with wounds. However, at the spiritual level, a belief welled up within me that all wounds can ultimately be healed through forgiveness and love.
After returning to my daily routine after my meditation, I had a curious experience at work. My boss was wearing the same color and style of clothes as mine. Normally, I would have overlooked this, but in that moment, it wasn't a mere coincidence; it felt like a sign. It was as if something was whispering, "You are on the right path. Your life has a clear mission." Having experienced reconciliation with my ancestors and father in meditation, sending them into the light, encountering this symbolic coincidence in real life felt like proof that my spirituality was in sync with my daily life.
I pondered that moment for a long time. Could it be that my work wasn't simply a means of earning a living, but was connected to a greater meaning? The simple fact that my boss's attire matched mine felt like a reminder that my entire life was intertwined with an invisible order. The forgiveness and love I experienced in meditation seemed to tell me that they transcended the personal dimension and were connected to my mission in the world.
Since then, I've been asking myself: Could what I'm doing be a small light to someone? Could the way I live be a comfort to someone? Couldn't I share, even a little, the love and support I couldn't fully give to my father and grandparents with the people I meet today? I've come to realize that the reconciliation I experienced through meditation isn't just something I've experienced with people in my memories, but something I need to continue in my relationships with the people who are alive today.
When reconciliation with my ancestors and father was achieved in the light, I finally felt a weight lifted from my heart. And the small coincidences of everyday life became whispers from the divine, awakening me to my mission. This wasn't just a personal psychological experience; it was a guiding light that permeated my entire life. The path I must take is to cultivate greater love and forgiveness, and to practice them in my daily life.
Meditation on Finding Life's Purpose: A Special Journey Beginning with Reconciliation with Ancestors
When I entered meditation, it seemed as though nothing particularly new was happening, yet there was certainly a distinct difference within. The light enveloped me gently as always, but this time the faces that emerged from within were unusually vivid. My deceased grandmother, grandfather, and father—with whom I still have no contact—appeared in my heart one by one. They were all people who had lived difficult lives. In their relationship with me, there seemed to be more heavy burdens and sorrow than joy. Nevertheless, their appearance showed that there were still unresolved emotional knots within me.
Looking at their faces, I recalled moments when I too had failed to be of sufficient help to them. Perhaps those memories were shadows that had long been pressed down in the depths of my heart. In that moment, I imagined uniting them with the light. As I visualized bright light flowing down to embrace them, my chest began to ache gradually. That ache was not so much pain as a sensation felt during the healing process of old wounds. In that moment, I whispered in my heart: "I'm sorry. Please forgive me. Thank you. I love you." Those words were not mere repetition. They were prayers that resonated from the depths of my soul and keys to breaking down the walls that had stood between them and me.
Amazingly, their faces gradually became peaceful and merged into the light. It felt as though we were all asking for and simultaneously granting forgiveness to each other. In that scene, I realized once again that human beings are inherently fragile creatures who depend on one another to live. We hurt each other and sometimes leave carrying wounds. However, from a spiritual perspective, a belief was rising within me that all wounds can ultimately return to forgiveness and love.
After finishing my meditation and returning to daily life, I had an interesting experience at work by chance. My supervisor was wearing clothes of exactly the same color and style as mine. Normally, I would have passed over such a scene without much thought, but in that moment, it approached me not as mere coincidence but as a sign. It felt as though something was whispering, "You are on the right path now. There is a clear mission in your life." Having experienced reconciliation by sending my ancestors and father into the light during meditation, encountering such symbolic coincidence in reality felt like breathing evidence that my spirituality was with everyday life.
I pondered that moment for a long time. Could it be that the work I'm engaged in is not simply labor for survival, but connected to a greater meaning? The simple fact that my supervisor's attire matched mine seemed like a signal awakening me to the fact that my entire life is placed within an invisible order. The forgiveness and love I experienced in meditation seemed to indicate that it was connected to my mission in the world, transcending the personal dimension.
Since then, I ask myself: Could the work I'm doing become a small light for someone? Could the way I live become comfortable for someone? Couldn't I share even a little of the love and help I couldn't fully give to my father and grandparents with the people I meet now? I came to understand that the reconciliation I experienced in meditation was not just a matter concerning figures in my memory, but a task that must continue in relationships with people who are alive now.
When reconciliation with my ancestors and father was achieved in the light, I finally felt a part of my heart becoming lighter. And the small coincidence in daily life approached me as a divine whisper awakening me to my mission. This was not merely a personal psychological experience, but a guide that penetrated through all of life. The path I must move forward on is one of greater love and forgiveness, and realizing these in everyday life.
