tonight I loved the transition from tolasana to urdhva dhanurasana— amanda has an exceptionally compassionate way of coaxing your deepest abominal muscles into their strongest expression yet, then stretching them out, sweetly, languidly, along your enraptured spine.
also loved, in meditation, how (once again) unique and new the experience of transcendence is, no matter how many dozens or hundreds of times you’ve witnessed it. tonight, I first felt the margins of ‘me’ disband, then became the awareness of billions & billions of tiny particles of light pulsing slowly, mellifluously, almost like hearts or stars, then vibrating faster, blurring, quickening finally almost to a fever pitch— brighter & faster— as michael neared in his pilgrimage of oneness blessings. however, once his hands met my head, all movement came to an instant standstill. all particles stretched into infinite strands of stillness— yet full of the capacity to move— and silence— yet full of a readiness to roar— the quiet, unchanging suspension of pure being, the shiva beyond/inside the shakti— floating in an outer space without time, where all conceivable time is only one expansion in an infinite series of expansions and contractions essentially identical to those of the first stirrings of those tiny cells of light consciousness.
loved, finally, the sweet-cold stars so visible in the hills afterwards— orion stretched out across the southern sky, a sigil of winter even at this latitude— and what are we made of but these? on earth as in heaven, in this relative microcosmos as in that wild, immense everything we call love. jai gurudev!
- deep healing in yoga, especially in an utthan pristhasana so profound I pushed my crown chakra into the earth with the power of my pyramid arms (like sirsasana)
- sweet deep hugs with my favorite yogis afterward
- twinned quartz cluster pendant & enormous lithium quartz crystal & a wooden flute
- rocked my shift at the co-op, so fun
- kombucha, lemon ginger mate, spaten lager
- cold air, good stars
thank you! & you are so welcome. I love your photos, so much love for trees & plants & meditation.
thank you! this beautiful message comes to me at the end of a long cold drive at the end of a long dark night, so I feel utmost gratitude for the warmth of a new friend. oceans of love to you!
mountain and valley are different.
All are blessed; all are blessed.
Is this one? Is this two?” —Wu Men
As soon as that’s achieved, I’ll get real quiet.
I’ll walk into the dark woods and sit down.
I don’t know what I’ll feel. But I know that day will come. I just know it.” —Rick Bass, Why I Came West