Innocent asana

Postures (asana) are innocent,  its about your belief and attitude towards them?

My yoga teacher said that statement in class yesterday
and.......
it hit me RIGHT on my third eye!

I mean, sure its not like I don't know that..... i mean those who know me will agree that I'm kinda deep ;)  but man have I been in self judgment critical stupor with my face again the wall in my practise of late. 

The metaphor for this statement lies in my seemingly trusty old yoga mat. 

Its demanding, wont let me get a new one, its attached to me and it doesn't give me the support I really need under my feet anymore, its  falling apart! (ok that's really me)  :/


Time for a new thought form? time to let go? time to detach and observe? time to support my own individual I AM needs as part of the whole? time to pull it all together? uuugghhhh....

I'm not going to lie, yoga is my NEMESIS. 

it antagonises me, sometimes injures me, can be my undoing, challenges me, has been my downfall and failure, is part of my destiny.  lets just say it.....That goddess Nemesis was a real bitch!

OK, so when I'm in homeostasis, breath, observation, non judgement in no-time space, being soft, it feeds me, nourishes me, grounds me, balances me, is my joy and my inner personal success, lets just say it....... thank you Goddess Nemesis for holding the contrast! 

SO then..... what to do what that old outdated critical judgement (along with my worn out yoga mat) ?

Damn..... 

I'm going to make myself a pair of these beauties from my OLD OUTDATED YOGA MAT....and if you know me, you'll know I just L.O.V.E a pair of thongs, I love to free my feet, because these feet were made for walking! :D

 And as for me? well.....time to repurpose and reinvent myself from a very new vantage point :) 

Namasté Namaskar 

Liquid Feminine

Incarnation: personification of….. Who the hell am I?

If I'm so connected to spirit like a child and I’m fearful and scared of loosing that if I enter this body in its totally - is that why I control so intensely my experience of my physical vehicle? Trying to understand its workings, teetering on the edge of extreme, pushing the bounties, denying myself its pleasures?
What is this death throw? Is it actually "she" trying to be born. How the hell did I manage to get stuck in the ‘birth canal’ for 38 years?

What “are” the needs of this divine whole child? To be held, to be safe, to be loved unconditionally, “she” the grown up, holds her, embraces her in her arms and tells her she is all that and more, she is perfect, she is a personification of Christ.

The warrior, masculine in nature delivers strength from her core, she want’s to merge the liquid feminine from her deepest knowing and allow the two to find solace, let the physical speak in sensation, let the emotion speak in feeling, let the mind speak in form of pictures, sound and colour, stories and memory, let the spirit speak in its fluidity of all there is, was and can be.


Stories, manifestations linked into the world - juxtaposing the polarity of merging the two worlds my inner and outer – heart paradoxical life comfortably balanced with both extreme love of humanity and the loss of oneself, so anxious so fearful, mapping into my physical, my energetics, what I thought I was? what I was as a child - let this new human be born!
Merging nature in all beauty and integrity and concrete reality our 3D world - inner and outer balance, we are shifting as she is on all levels.

Inner spiritual - outer physical. where is the Resistance?

Releasing the pattens of this cycle that the father was holding his whole life. Power - hold the power of the mother.

Open the sacred heart space inside the heart, in its fluidity, its grace, its secret's.....