why

…The power is that it expresses life.
~me

Yoga Teachings

“Yoga is magic. You go to the limit of where your ego can take you. Then you unfold, toward the light like a plant. Start with your countenance. That matters more than the shape you put your body into. Find somewhere between bliss and orgasm. Then let your body shine from that. Follow effortlessness in your face be your guide.”

~ from David S., (paraphrased, noon yoga, Namaste in Berkeley)

Into form

I give up being too chicken to try.  I am done being perfect (i.e. fear). I am done being unable to speak. The world resonates when I do. Pass through all that coils inside, it rushes out my skin. I move from being too chicken, unsure, nervous. Instead, explore, unknow. I follow fear to the source.  It will flow. I’ve already met the komodo who lives there.

Flow

Root.
Power.
Someday voice.

My possibility

“I am just playing and moving my body.”

People

“People are more mysterious than I ever thought.”
~me

Purpose

The teachings don’t have to be perfect. Its the moment of the arising.
Meeting the arising. That is what it is about. Meeting in love.
~ me

Movement again

From a walk to a jog. From stillness to flexibility.

Integration

In my wound
I fragment into others.
I find myself by being alone in stillness.
I find myself by connecting to the essence of others.
I find the unity of me.

A possibility

Shifting from “I need to be seen” to “I can be loved and understood”.

What does that look like, feel like?
How does it the body change? What is the posture of each? Try it.
What would you do, what would be possible now, if you absolutely believed that is true?

The process of awakening

“When the body is starting to lead, that is when you are beginning to unfold.”
~ me

Seen/Lived

“To become human is to become visible while carrying what is hidden as a gift to others.”

– David Whyte

Mourning

Grief is hard.
It doesn’t go away.
‘Nothing’ is fixed, gets fixed.
That’s the hard part.
The process is something.
But it isn’t ‘fixing’.
That makes me angry.
I don’t like it.
Love doesn’t change it.
Dammit.
It takes time.
A new brain.
To take that on.
To become adult, like that.
I’m half wise, half young.
I’m a moon half dark, half full.
Don’t know which is real.
When I’m mourning.

Idea

Its just another phase.

This is the sensation of life moving through me

Life moves through me.

Love, and letting go, loss, and birth, attraction, and rejection… it all moves through me.

Paradox, push and pull, individual and whole, it is the only thing that make sense to the body.

The feminine body. It is the reality of being woman.

All of life, moving through me, making me a vessel of life.

Abstract, no. It is the experience of your body. The one body.

Open, accept, and join your gifts of the earth.

How to teach

Paradox

Speaking in paradoxes finally makes sense. Funny, I am not even trying. — me

Letting go of ‘me’

To walk to me, I must give up all that I care about.
And get nothing (i.e. everything) back.
Acceptance. ~ me

You must always change (your mind)

”Constant development is the law of life, and a man who always tries to maintain his dogmas in order to appear consistent drives himself into a false position.” – Ghandi

All the difference

“Some people die never having grown up. They were men on the outside, but boys on the inside, running companies and nations, on a payback mission for what they never got. They were intelligent, hard-working women still seeking approval to go after their girlhood dreams. And they died waiting for the world to love them right. “

I will not die waiting for the world to love me right…     – last line by me, first Quote by Danielle LaPorte