Power of Listening

Being washed by our own nature

Beauty surrounds us ,
but usually we need to be walking in a garden to know it 

The body itself is a screen to shield and partially reveal 
The light that’s blazing inside your presence 

Water, Stories, the body 
all the things we do , are mediums
that hide and show what’s hidden

Study them,
and enjoy this being washed
with a secret we sometimes know 
and then not 

by Rumi 

Being washed by your own nature 
What lies within.  Surrendering to the movement of life and let it engage you. 

On the mat these days the deep tide of involuntary movement shows it’s unifying effect .  It feels like peaceful , unified power.
A quietness rises, a steadiness breathes me home  and spreads I don’t know how.    

The calling of my feet in some deep magnetic relationship to the earth for hours.   The sweet revelation of how the wings of my body unfold in lucid surprise and I am more here . I am powerful.  
And it will pass.   that.  
Like the tides know.  Inside it beckons , its steadiness holds.
Nothing more is necessary. 

I am reminded of ‘my yoga teacher’, for months on end, practice in deep nature in the wild forests & Amazon and wide still beaches of South America.   No technique , directly in life. Life directly in me.  No big plan.  Staying close , like a quiet creature knows, to be in connection with Life. 

How much has it taken to regain this power? These quiet revolutions.  This power of existence to simply allow the whole of myself.   Simply allow Life. 

The generosity of Life.

When we deeply listen we are taken by the hand by the mystery of the knowing in the meeting of mind , sensation and consciousness. 

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