In the stillness of observation my thoughts simplified.
Breath. Exhalation. Inhalation. Spinal Movements. Effort. Surrender.
During practice today, I continuously breathed through full expansion ustrasana (camel) and full contraction sasangasana (rabbit). After several rounds of breath and asana, lost in the rhythm, they released in me a poem....
DIVINELY HUMAN
From the still center of breathing fire
I have moved from limb to limb
to touch the
extremities of Universe
residing deeply inside of me.
If medicine ways are the journey
through humanity,
a study in interdependence,
an understanding of our
fragility in life cycles and the
human will to survive
to summon the sacred elements
a metaphor in action of
our deepest sufferings
and most organic, orgasmic pleasure
the inherent duality
warring for peace in the underbelly and
rising with the morning sun
the softening the breakdown
of the
heart forgiving forgetting
in momentary lapses of
passion and lust
rising and falling
strength in our hearts
to sing, celebrate when
we should be on our knees
making treaties that life may move on
falling in love with even the
creepy crawlies
loosen the soil to
birth the seeds that
bursts forth as flower--
fragrant rose in all its grandeur--
ever proud of and
made more beautiful by the
contrast of thorn.
Then, yoga is a living breathing experience
a divine inheritance as children of the sun
to shine and light the way
back to hope on the backs of angels
flying through sacred geometric skies
exploring freedom and sensory explosion
soul choices, dreaming, manifesting abundance
lifting up hearts
reborn again in every breath
able to let go of and let go into
without looking back---
without streaming forward
patiently and exuberantly
present as children
accepting this lesson is the exchange for the requests
we silently utter in our hearts
intentions do not manifest for free
but in
karmic exchange
we sit in the still center
as the wheel of destiny and fate
moves us limbs hand and foot
transformation through breath and body
moving as one.
If medicine ways are a journey
back to the beginning
righting relations
a life lived in
gratitude to the ancestors
a life lived for the grandchildren
focused in the direction of
persevering and preserving
Then yoga is the experience of
every perfect now
grateful for
authenticity
expression
absolute faith in the
harmony of
soul contracts
agreements
soul mates are here for
connection and
connection is
expression of love that
transcends time and space
to be
Somewhere
in the middle
between
Star Child
and
Earth Seed
We begin today from there--
where the heart teaches us how to love ourselves and
all our composites
in this
perfect moment
we do give
ourselves
opportunity to
expand
travel
know freedom
our grandparents
could ever have dreamed
and we become
the children we may or may never have
laughing playing celebrating
becoming all we are potentialed to be
bringing Mother Joy
and when cycles pass and time
contracts us to nothing, grey hair streaks
may we may our Father Proud
of our foresight to co-create a system
that cares for the young, sick and elderly
until dreams do rise and materialize
and the eternal present is our heaven
we transcend the realities present
on the planet, revolving around the sun
a day-star shining in our heart
compassion for all beings
praying not for self
alone in the
quietest places
where we practice in
sanctuary
observing our
true hearts
the art and nature of being
divinely human
Breath. Exhalation. Inhalation. Spinal Movements. Effort. Surrender.
During practice today, I continuously breathed through full expansion ustrasana (camel) and full contraction sasangasana (rabbit). After several rounds of breath and asana, lost in the rhythm, they released in me a poem....
DIVINELY HUMAN
From the still center of breathing fire
I have moved from limb to limb
to touch the
extremities of Universe
residing deeply inside of me.
If medicine ways are the journey
through humanity,
a study in interdependence,
an understanding of our
fragility in life cycles and the
human will to survive
to summon the sacred elements
a metaphor in action of
our deepest sufferings
and most organic, orgasmic pleasure
the inherent duality
warring for peace in the underbelly and
rising with the morning sun
the softening the breakdown
of the
heart forgiving forgetting
in momentary lapses of
passion and lust
rising and falling
strength in our hearts
to sing, celebrate when
we should be on our knees
making treaties that life may move on
falling in love with even the
creepy crawlies
loosen the soil to
birth the seeds that
bursts forth as flower--
fragrant rose in all its grandeur--
ever proud of and
made more beautiful by the
contrast of thorn.
Then, yoga is a living breathing experience
a divine inheritance as children of the sun
to shine and light the way
back to hope on the backs of angels
flying through sacred geometric skies
exploring freedom and sensory explosion
soul choices, dreaming, manifesting abundance
lifting up hearts
reborn again in every breath
able to let go of and let go into
without looking back---
without streaming forward
patiently and exuberantly
present as children
accepting this lesson is the exchange for the requests
we silently utter in our hearts
intentions do not manifest for free
but in
karmic exchange
we sit in the still center
as the wheel of destiny and fate
moves us limbs hand and foot
transformation through breath and body
moving as one.
If medicine ways are a journey
back to the beginning
righting relations
a life lived in
gratitude to the ancestors
a life lived for the grandchildren
focused in the direction of
persevering and preserving
Then yoga is the experience of
every perfect now
grateful for
authenticity
expression
absolute faith in the
harmony of
soul contracts
agreements
soul mates are here for
connection and
connection is
expression of love that
transcends time and space
to be
Somewhere
in the middle
between
Star Child
and
Earth Seed
We begin today from there--
where the heart teaches us how to love ourselves and
all our composites
in this
perfect moment
we do give
ourselves
opportunity to
expand
travel
know freedom
our grandparents
could ever have dreamed
and we become
the children we may or may never have
laughing playing celebrating
becoming all we are potentialed to be
bringing Mother Joy
and when cycles pass and time
contracts us to nothing, grey hair streaks
may we may our Father Proud
of our foresight to co-create a system
that cares for the young, sick and elderly
until dreams do rise and materialize
and the eternal present is our heaven
we transcend the realities present
on the planet, revolving around the sun
a day-star shining in our heart
compassion for all beings
praying not for self
alone in the
quietest places
where we practice in
sanctuary
observing our
true hearts
the art and nature of being
divinely human
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