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Excerpted from Dr. Judith Orloff's Guide to Intuitive Healing by Judith Orloff, M.D. Copyright 2000 by Judith Orloff, M.D. Excerpted by permission of Times Books, a division of Random House, Inc.  All rights reserved. No part of this excerpt may be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the publisher.  HTML and web pages copyright by SpiritSite.com.
 


"Practice being quiet a few minutes each day. You can do it longer when you're ready."

Judith Orloff, Judith Orloff's Guide to Intuitive 
Healing
, Part 4

"In the beginning," I explained, "it's natural to have thoughts. Our laundry list of things to do, our hopes, dreams, fears--even the most valid of these must be temporarily set aside if we want to find our intuitive voice. The mind's babble goes on forever. The secret is to learn to meditate. Practice being quiet a few minutes each day. You can do it longer when you're ready. Each time a thought comes, train yourself to focus on your breath. This will help you find the silence."

I looked around at the faces in the room. The women seemed to be right with me. I gathered myself, pressed on. "How many of you meditate now?" I asked, expecting only a few hands. Nearly half the audience responded; I was delighted. I must have conveyed my astonishment. "We have meditation and yoga classes every day here," someone called out. Astounding--not at all my vision of prison.

During this discussion I noticed that a stern, pale woman in the front row was getting edgy. Her dark eyes, caked in black mascara, looked wired and impatient. (I later found out she was a convicted murderer.) Her hand shot straight up, demanding my attention. In truth, I was afraid not to respond. "Can we please stop talking so much?" she snarled. Oh no, I thought, now it's coming. The room fell silent. I glanced over at Marcelle, but she looked perfectly calm. Meanwhile, the woman just kept staring. She wanted something from me, but what? I wasn't getting it--that was obvious. Finally, she said, exasperated, "I'm sick of just talking. I want to know what intuitive healing feels like. Can't we meditate here? Can't you please show us?" "Yes!" other voices chimed in. I breathed a sigh of relief. Of course.

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