Cellular Meditation
I read about cellular meditation first in Bronnie Ware’s The Top Five Regrets of the Dying.
It was Bronnie’s bewildering account of bringing the focus of her meditation to her cells that lead me to the book Cell Level Meditation by Patricia Kay, MA and Barry Grundland, MD, which I read in the summer of 2018. Cell level meditation is a simple process, really, that involves only space, breath, and body, yet I usually avoid settling in for this type of meditation because of the intensity of the experience (Bronnie, for instance, vomited violently afterwards, slept, then awoke hours later as if anew—something I wanted to experience myself but not on your average Monday evening when trying to sneak in a 20 minute meditation before The Bachelor).
The few times I’ve practiced it have taken me on extended journeys into the darker parts of myself that haven’t seen the light of day in a long time. At its most gentle, I cried while extending love to the parts of my body that needed it. At its most severe, I became a sobbing wreck on the floor surrounded by old love letters from a fallen soldier. When I start I never know where I’ll end up, or how long I’ll be there because there is no time limit on healing. You just dive in and keep going as long as you can.
Profound physical healing has accompanied these sessions, without fail. They’re exhausting, and totally exhilarating, but not for the faint of heart. Going in I’ve always found something I didn’t know I was looking for—that is to say, they never went as I thought they would. Which is why we should all be doing it. You may think you know what you need to heal—or, like most of us, have no clue—but your cells hold the key. The answers are there.
Just be aware of your body, be aware of the space around it, and carry your breath to the cells. Wake them up. Talk to them. You’ll be amazed at what they have to say.