YOGA

We are always in the state of flux and impermanence, this teaching is anchored in our yoga, our practice. We take a shape and we move into another. It all transmutes and transforms, from one moment of stillness, to one moment of movement, to another form where you are a tree. It’s not a permanent pose. We move into a standing split posture or leaves blow in the wind and dance back and forth like a pendulum. Then, the wind stops moving. So that movement died in a matter of a few seconds, only to be resurrected, reformed, and reset into stillness. My parent’s death has shaped my life exquisitely and led me to believe this about death: I have been in the fire and I don’t mean the fire that wipes out whole towns where you can’t find any sign of life left. Rather, the exquisite fire where transmutation occurs over and over again and the heat sloughs off any unnecessary bits and pieces and parts of the story that I don’t need. It is not burning up, it is burning off, the exquisite burning off where freedom and liberation are more and more accessible in these states of burning off and being able to see in the interior of the fire and the colors that come out of the burning off. When we have a strong daily practice, we can face this life and meet it from a more inspired place. We can touch into the waves of infinite love and consciousness, where we all land. And we can begin to see how potent and critical daily practice is to the heart.