To a wider harmony
Over these summer months of geographical movement , my yoga practice offers a coming home to a deep stream of aliveness.
Stepping onto the mat is a gift each time. It allows a deepening into wider ease and simplicity underneath any turbulence or habitual mind: a deep welcoming home.
Being curious how something deepens as we deepen into body , where posture it’s just a way in and our interest is not in the posture but this ‘something’ magical that calls us in and home.
Clarifying , releasing , widening . The sensation of the texture, shape , movement and energy of thinking , feeling energy, is held , is seen .
Like the branches of the tree take hundreds of years there is a deep patience born from daily practice.
Practice . Simplicity . Slowness.
And so something else happens . What we might call spaciousness, release or insight .
Staying curious in the possibility of the something else.
Staying in our deep skin , in body.
Attention has a quality of deep clear aliveness , like hidden pools of mystery bubbling up and the cells sing with it .
Its peaceful , gentle , you could call it love and it loves to love .
I am back home , remembered – re – membered – re embodied.
Heavy like a buddha