Meditation not Medication

I started meditating in 1995 when a Spiritual Master moved into my neighbourhood. Mrs. Geetha Subharam, a trained meditation master was the guide that I prayed for. She was warm, loving, friendly, hospitable and beautiful. A consummate entertainer, Geetha was unflappable. She shared the secrets for successful meditation and growth on the spiritual path. She was a mother, a friend, an aunt, and a neighbour. Never judgmental, she shared her home and her family, leaving no doubt to her sincerity.

I started meditating every Sunday at her home. A few persons came and shared their weekly journey, their challenges and joys, we became one circle of light and love. Over the next fifteen years I reduced my need for medication of any kind.

Headaches were cured by Reiki, colds and flus stayed away, and there was nothing else to worry about.

My four year old niece was with me one day as I dressed for a Meditation gathering. She did not want me to leave. As I tried to explain that I would have to leave her for one hour to go to meditation, she replied with big brown innocent eyes "But...I'm not coughing!"
I laughed "No darling, not Medication...Meditation."
I remember that moment to this day. She was right!