Sunday's final meditation

Date: Mar 10, 2008

Yoga friends,
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Perhaps I imagined this Sunday's meditation being slightly
different. Was some internal levee holding things back? Once
breached, I could feel an emotional energy flood my heart.
Not that it hasn't happened before. Final meditation has on
occasion made my eyes tear. That's my Mississippi.
Everyone has their own river, sometimes a quiet meandering
watercourse, on occasion seasonal floodwaters.
What happens in body-mind connections when external
stimulation is quiet? Insight springs from an internal aquifer,
breath is not only a warming or cooling stream, but connects
a primal unconscious experience without which there is panic,
within which life continues. It engenders a very basic gratitude.

We began class standing, bending and folding, moving from
the front of our mats into the 12 step Sun Salutation, Surya
Namaskar. The slow, breath prompted sequence enabled the
repetition of movement to free up inner restrictions. We flowed
into a compatible Buddhist bowing routine. Funny that it
incorporates a comparable undulation. Standing bends and
folds to the floor into a child pose prostration.
Bowing taps powerful healing energy.

Namaste, :)ohn