To stop searching for meaning?
“To stop using my brain for thinking and to start using it for reflecting.” —
We fell them down and turn them into paper,
That we may record our emptiness.” —Kahlil Gibran (via pamirsphotos)
thank you so much! I’m so glad I found you, what you write about yoga really moves me & your thoughts/experiences along that path are really awesome to read.
thank you! I find your posts very inspiring and very often I find that you (and vasuki) will post about something that I’d just a few moments before been thinking about. synchronicity!
wow I just got a strong sense of deja vu!
in the last twenty-four hours I’ve explored two places I didn’t think I would, on this journey at least: a hare krishna temple, and a haute hot yoga studio.
the studio I usually attend does not tamper with the temperature - besides the occasional open window to prevent stuffiness and let in the breeze off the hills and the bay - and the students and teachers are diverse in the beautiful ways that humans are. we chant aum and are one. we lie in savasana and descend into the void for the bliss there that will carry us home and into the rest of our days.
not haute! I’ve never gone to yoga for fitness. if I did, I’d love hot yoga. you sweat! you push! you count down (or, your instructor does) until you can leave the posture! you get to look at yourself in the mirror! you get to stop & rehydrate! you look damn good in the mirror with sweat and taut muscles and all!
it’s something else, anyway, than what I’m seeking.
I feel the same about krishna kirtan, actually. the gita is truth, I know this. and the tabla is cool. and chanting is awesome. and the food is really good! (one of the monks gave us a cookbook, after.) I truly believe in chant & be happy. it left me feeling strangely blank, though, and I didn’t feel like I had connected, like anything had broken through.
haute yoga’s given me a free week, and of course the monks invited us to return. and of course I will accept what is given, always, but really I think what I’m seeking I already have. it’s just right here, inside, waiting in patient bliss to be loved.