bhava was so good tonight - he’s always good, of course, but this was on another level. it was a transmission of the blessings of Being directly from soul to soul! we practiced in the dark, not that it mattered much since he always has us keep our eyes shut the whole time, with only his sweet sonorous voice to guide us through our moving meditation, our deep healing. several times I heard my partner next to me crying such beautiful tears of release, it made my heart break to hold so much love. I tried not to hold it in too much. why try, you know? it’s all around us.
the best part of b’s teaching is that I can feel (more than with almost anyone else) when he is blessing me with that powerful heart-center light. even with eyes closed. even half-conscious in savasana, body afloat & alight with quiet joy. as awesome as it is to share a hug with his physical body afterwards, it’s that energy body embrace that, mutually & reciprocally, brings us together to Yoga. you know?
I’ve been sending blessings, too— just a short & sweet YOU ARE LOVED to everyone I know, or don’t know but pass by— so if you didn’t or don’t feel it, know it now: you are loved, and blessed always—
we count the blessings in the sweet-cold air after: big dipper to the west, and venus, and dim city stars like lighthouses from distant shores; the planes coming in so close over the palms you can feel the hum of the consciousness they carry; the smell of the end of summer, even here, all jasmine and chaparral, then the smell of the verdant river meeting the crash of the shore; the love of a good bunny, waiting patiently at home to be loved; to be loved, to be Love, here, with you, as Its arms surround us.
