by Michelle Eastman
May the information that shapes our ever evolving practice integrate into every aspect of our waking life
by Michelle Eastman
On svadhyaya* and motherhood…
I will wear this hood – gratefully –
for a lifetime
…..what i was i still am yet now, somehow, more
born of My womb you were a Tiny Beloved;
…..spark of a deep, abiding, infinite and imperfect Love
……..but Ours you are not
as Gibran eloquently observes
you were (indeed) born of “life’s longing for Itself”
And in your pure reflection, when I choose to witness,
…..i grow and delve into my Self-
…recesses of love and fear
…..joy and anger.
…I have only begun to touch Source.
You challenge me, you insist – like any good Guru-
……..that i Show Up
…..with complete presence
and find a comfortable seat for the ride
…..for when I don’t (and I often won’t)
you have perfected your effective methods
to call my attention and strengthen my efforts
…….and I will falter
and i will ask your forgiveness,
……….again… and again…
hopeful that the next time not the same missed mark,
…..for perhaps I have learned this time
…..and i will see my own wounds
and i will be given the chance,
…..over and over again
to apply the salve of divine mercy and compassion
…….to my own wounded heart
so that i do not repeat and inflict those deep cuts
that have become my sam(scar)as and my (his)stories
for you were born with this One Precious Human Life
with Suffering all your Own,
…..may i ease your load
……..may i add to your joy
…………and may i see the world through your wonder.
* Sutra 2.1
Tapah svadhyayesvara pranidhanani kriya yogah
Accepting pain as help for purification, study of spiritual books, and surrender to the Supreme Being constitute Yoga in practice.
A peaceful mind stems from understanding and experiencing who you are, and who you are not. For me developing this understanding is what life is.
By Willie Crosby
Like clouds passing by a deep blue sky
Or sticks floating down a springtime stream
My life drifts by as if a dream.
An active role or just an observer
Who am I?
Past the mind I must look further
Not body or mind contains my soul
Death of the ego the only toll
On the road to truth.
Come with me
We can discover what it means to be free
Of pain and pleasure and worry and want
Excepting the moment and seeing your not
The silly little person your mind believes
But the vast unknown buried beneath the leaves
To This May
They know so much more now about
the heart we are told but the world
still seems to come one at a time
one day one year one season and here
it is spring once more with its birds
nesting in the holes in the walls
its morning finding the first time
its light pretending not to move
always beginning as it goes
Once in the dark of night,
Inflamed with love and wanting, I arose
(O coming of delight!)
And went, as no one knows,
When all my house lay long in deep repose
All in the dark went right,
Down secret steps, disguised in other clothes,
(O coming of delight!)
In dark when no one knows,
When all my house lay long in deep repose.
And in the luck of night
In secret places where no other spied
I went without my sight
Without a light to guide
Except the heart that lit me from inside.
It guided me and shone
Surer than noonday sunlight over me,
And lead me to the one
Whom only I could see
Deep in a place where only we could be.
O guiding dark of night!
O dark of night more darling than the dawn!
O night that can unite
A lover and loved one,
Lover and loved one moved in unison.
And on my flowering breast
Which I had kept for him and him alone
He slept as I caressed
And loved him for my own,
Breathing an air from redolent cedars blown.
And from the castle wall
The wind came down to winnow through his hair
Bidding his fingers fall,
Searing my throat with air
And all my senses were suspended there.
I stayed there to forget.
There on my lover, face to face, I lay.
All ended, and I let
My cares all fall away
Forgotten in the lilies on that day.
The window is the absence of the wall, and it gives air and light because it is empty. Be empty of all mental content, of all imagination and effort, and the very absence of obstacles will cause reality to rush in.
With deep and quiet breathing, vitality will improve, which will influence the brain and help the mind to grow pure and stable and fit for meditation. Without vitality, little can be done, hence the importance of its protection and increase. Posture and breathing are a part of yoga, for the body must be healthy and well under control, but too much concentration on the body defeats its own purpose, for it is the mind that is primary in the beginning. When the mind has been put to rest and disturbs no longer the inner space (chidakash), the body acquires a new meaning and its transformation becomes both necessary and possible.
~Sri Nisargadatta Maharaj
Karuna is a scent-free, toxic-free environment.