I attend a monthly meditation meeting which starts with a twenty-minute meditation. Thanks to the group atmosphere, the meditation is usually intense and has generated my most psychic experiences to date. Last night, though, my meditation was dominated by a single image. I saw a chunky dark brown statue like one I have seen in a garden centre. I think it is a lion or dragon from South East Asia. What was weird at the time was the way the image hovered, unchanging, and not susceptible to the normal wandering of the mind, for fifteen minutes.
The statue had no meaning for anyone in the group. A few minutes after the meditation, however, one member mentioned that the last time she had been to that part of town (our meeting was at a new venue), she had been to visit the Cambodian Buddhist centre. Today I checked on Google - The Cambodian Buddhist centre is the only religious building in that part of town and yes, my statue looked like a Cambodian lion statue.
This is a trivial coincidence. What intrigues me is the atmosphere which came with the vision of the statue. The atmosphere was novel to me, and it was a mix of equanimity, strength, kindness and iron. It evoked in me a sense of determination which is free of the work ethic, guilt or ambition which I grew up with (in a Christian household). Visions are pointless if they are just coincidences. They have value if they make you feel different for the rest of the night and into the next day, giving you - for example - a new lease of life as you set about your work (