Escape the walls; mue
The substrate left to bind/
recreate the mind. An apple carefully chewed
Bit by bit; a fiery enigma
of pain. Loathe not ourselves
Or the temporal fire,
For you are I and I am, too;
one space in Timeless hours.
We belong as a continuation of space and exist in the system of all life. We are part of the cyclical energy that breathes this life through our veins and knows no boundaries between this matter and the matter of all nature. We cultivate mindfulness and gentleness in conjunction with lightless and ease. We begin as this.
We exist as the Whole exists. As life, flowing through the energy that created it, we understand the fluidity that nature brings forth. Like water, we adapt to our surroundings and are one with the physics of the natural realm. There is no beginning and no end. We flow with the gravitational beauty that surrounds us.
Returning to nature, we find the connection spark and we see this beauty that is always present around us, always flowing. Through the circle of time and timelessness we feel the bridge of space and nature. Life is energy that we breathe. Our breath is life that sustains life that sustains all life. We begin with the breathe and live as the tides. "…
It remains to be documented how the greatest of writers collect their thoughts. While I was in Edinburgh, Scotland I walked past the "Elephant House" where J.K. Rowling scripted the early books in the Harry Potter series- busy and not as "quaint" as I imagined...in Oxford, the opposite incidence occurred after a half pint in C.S. Lewis and J.R.R. Tolkien's "Eagle and Child" small English pub most famously known for housing discussions that prompted many of Lewis and Tolkien's most famous works. I am delighted to be traveling to New Zealand to view Hobbitland this December and continue to remain in awe at the occupation of writing as if I, too, could someday admit that it would be a marvelous way to spend the day indeed.
I like to believe that Jack Kerouac's "Dharma Bums" had it right- thoughts and books stored in stacks an…
They call Vinyasa Yoga the "Flow" yoga...an alignment of both movement and breath: an almost pairing of the soul, if you will. It is through this practice over the last two weeks that I have come to know more about what I crave and love about this beautiful life (Nanikeola) and the honor of a more shifted awareness- "free breathing with sound".
I crave the transition between...everything. The un-pose. The sound between the breath...the pause in exhale inhale. The space between where nothing is supposed to exist and yet our minds transition...our bodies move...and WE exist. The sound within the music...underneath each note..The invisible beautiful.
I crave moving through the wormhole and summoning a breath that is still learning to appear. The movement becoming absolutely mindless...the breath controlling...and yet releases...journeying through the asanas (poses), as One...connected as the Zen. Within and without. Here and NOw.
From the Creators of "Human Experience", Grass Roots Films Presents "Child 31":
"The immediate hope is surviving."
"It could have been any one of us..."
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