I found this.... amongst my boxes of things shipped back from India. Words that expressed the stagnation of water.... the dirty water that can settle in our bodies... in our minds, our hearts. It can lead to sadness.... we must do the work to get it out... to move it. We must BREATHE!!!!
Stagnation, This word is what I would say is occurring inside of this lovely free body today... and the past week. Cycle won't flow, mind won't let go, and I can't seem to find any moments of kindness in my heart. It's a strange feeling to be in such a place of wonder, and yet to feel soooooooo stuck. I want to run, run down the mountain, hop on a bus and get on the first flight outta this land. Out of the raging chaos, and honking nutters, the dooming and dwelling clouds and this overall gloomy kinda feeling. I have had enough, enough, enough. Some mornings my practice seems like a moment of freedom, while the next time I step on my mat it becomes a battle of the mind and heart. I can't seem to find my heart amongst the mess most days, and when I think I have gotten myself back for a moment, all things crumble and I get angry, sad, or frustrated. My god... I need space... Is it possible that I have one kind, compassionate thought today? Please dear god... grant me kindness in my being, help me find balance in this crazy mess of my mind and the outer world. Let me smile, in the midst of my mind... for I am not my thoughts! Namaste....
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What do you do with an apology...
When the eyes to the soul shine out with sorrow... Words that exploded like a bomb, shot pain into the heart... cut... We are asked to re-open the heart space, Re-open the door to the gate we so quickly constructed. The heart softens when the light can shine in. So she smiles... she cries... Weeping really, because it feels so much more natural to be vulnerable to pain... Than to close those doors... So the weeping brings a smile... sun... light... and understanding... and turns into LOVE A love remembered... And with love... all else falls away. And only then can we truly forgive... Most of the time we sit and eat with no thought of how our food came to us. Where did it grow, who watered it, who packed it into the truck that drove it to your local store, who put it on the shelf, and who prepared it if it wasn't you....???? These questions are important and ask us to be present and full of conscious gratitude when we consume the food that nourishes our very cells and gives us the energy be alive! Here is a great mealtime prayer in Sanskrit to express feelings of gratefulness for the food we are about to benefit from:
Danaa detaa Paka karta Tahta bhogata Sukhi bhava I see
I seek Draw in with my seek... ing eyes Welling up with yearning Draining out with watery tears Expect, nothing from another Allow ALL to come from Self! Expand that into an ever expand... ing LIGHT! As YOU are LIGHT! |
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