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Open Your Gates to the Cosmic Mind:
Meditation Personal and Universal

By Maurie D. Presman, M.D.


There surrounds us, a Cosmic Mind, a God Mind, containing all power, all knowledge, all Love. We can open the gates and enter that Cosmic Supermind. But how? Through meditation. What is the power of meditation? It is this:

     Attention, like Will, is the great vivifying force. If we look at someone straight on, that person is vivid, whereas someone or something in peripheral vision is dim, until we turn our gaze of attention to it or him or her. And so it is with all things in the subtle/spiritual realm. That to which we give attention, lives. Remove attention and it no longer exists, except in the attention of others. And so it is when we go into mediation; we move through several phases of removing attention.

     First, we make the body comfortable; we forget it; we remove attention from it. It no longer exists. And similarly with our emotions; we let them calm down to the point where we forget them. We are at peace. They no longer exist. Again, if word chatter appears, we accept it, and then let it drift away until it is gone and has no more attention attached to it. Now we are at peace.

     At this point, we have opened the gate to the Supermind. We have traveled up to the crown chakra, which opens like a flower, a blossom, to receive the flow of inspiration. And when we do receive such inspired messages, we might feel a quick and intuitive thrill, an “aha” of appreciation, or we might experience that later.

     There is within us a common enemy called “doubt.” It arises from our sociological teaching that such messages are “imaginings;” they are floss, fantasy, insubstantial, unworthy. Sometimes doubt says, “You fool, how can you imagine that your thoughts are inspirations! Surely they have been said by greater minds.” Doubt may take many forms, but it is important to suspend doubt, and transcend to an appreciation of what has been given, and what has been received. We can do that by recording the messages, no matter what, and transcribing them later. And we might, and often do, find a surprising appreciation of the beauty and profundity of the message.

     And so, as we travel through the stages of meditation, we gradually depart from our attention/attachment to the material world, to the body, to our regular emotions, to ordinary thoughts, and we surrender to a state of peace and calm, and find ourselves opening in this peace and calm to a quiet, expectant awaiting. We receive, but always unexpectedly. But we receive!

     That is meditation, universal.

Meditation Personal

     I will lend my personal experiences, but only as an example, for at bottom, we are One. What is true for me is true for you in your own way. And so it is the other way around. We experience similarly, we experience each the other.

     Years ago, I was a hardened academic, fully attached to the scientific world. My wife has always been psychic. At one point, I decided to follow her lead. This led me to the gift of a private session with a great teacher brought in from India, Muktananda. Muktananda taught that we all are One. We are one in God; we are one with God; we are one in containing God. I asked his advice about learning more. He said, “Mediate, meditate, meditate.” I tried, but it was a strenuous effort. I was assaulted by restlessness; restlessness of my body and of my mind. However, gradually, with patience and tolerance, I was able to be still and brought to a point where I found great peace, meditating for long periods of time. I received messages that revealed a kind of beauty and wisdom that was beyond me. It was a poetry, full of teaching. Here is one repeated on two occasions:

“I Am” is Consciousness.

     When I realize “I am,” I realize I exist! This is the essence of consciousness, the stillness of the moment, the be-here-now. Everything is wrapped up in “Now.” All existence is in the moment. And all this “I am,” all this “I exist” is also inherent in, and the essence of all living creatures, knowing and feeling in the moment, “I am.” Perhaps, there is even a knowing within mineral substance; perhaps a cathedral has a basic consciousness, of “I am”—for after all, everything is consciousness.

“I Am” Consciousness, a continued meditation.

     In stillness resides the enormous insight of “I am.” Think about it! In that momentary silence, you have a flash of realization of the fact that you exist—the bigness of it, the enormity of it, the reality of it—it is the essence of consciousness, the essence of existence. It is the core of life. But it is not only “moving things” that partake of this, but all things which are part of God Consciousness, for after all, God is involuted, involved, in everything, even in a stone. Even when stones have been gathered together to form a cathedral. It is all “I am.”


Contact Dr. Pressman by writing to: Maurie D. Pressman, M.D., 200 Locust Street, Philadelphia, PA 19106, or call 215-922-0204, email: mauriedavid@earthlink.net, or visit his website, www.mauriepressman.com.

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