Svāsana

I promise, soon I'll come back to the planet and give you a blog you'll want to read, but for now I'm blissed out beyond comprehension...
...can't address chakra lore except to say that
KATEY ROCKED MY JUJU RAINBOW!!!

oh, and that
i'm proud to be a part of this pride.
i love you all. i'm right by your side.

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Svāsana -
a pose of complete surrender.
no "extra" breath - drop the ujayii.
no mudras - relax the tongue from the roof of the mouth.
not a single thought to follow...
...
yet, an image can be of benefit to rest the mind on...to set the body to...

so, here's mine (do you have one?)

Svāsana:

imagine yourself as you'll be 300 years from now.
how will you sit? how will you lie? what thoughts will inhabit your mind?
what woes will etch out your tale?
300 years from now.

pour moi,
i see my bones bleached white by a desert sun.
buried to the ribs in dark red sand,
pelvis offset by the scurrying of hungry creatures.
skull half full of shifting grains,
like an hourglass whose time is infinite.

(I bury a friend on Tuesday. Bastard went and died on me.)

Svāsana.
The pose of the dead.


Still Alive.
K

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katey's channeling of janis joplin doing kirtan has inspired me.
someday, when I've got a class, I will sing them this song in svāsana:

a lifetime of accomplishments of which the dirt knows none,
only in death can one truly return
return the carrots, the apples and potatoes,
the chickens, the cows, the fish and tomatoes.
in one glorious swoop, let the deed be done
and bury me deep so that I can be one...

and all around my muscle and all around my bone,
don't incinerate me or seal me from
the dirt which bore me, the bed that which from
the rain falls upon and the fruit comes from

for the dirt is a blanket, no fiery tomb,
no punishment, reward, or pearly white room
and you who say that in death we will pay,
the dead they can't hear a word that you say
your words are not kind, sober or giving,
they only put fear in the hearts of the living

so put away your tongues and roll up your sleeves,
pick up your shovel and bury me deep.

put away your tongues and roll up your sleeves,
pick up your shovel and bury me deep.

Bury Me Deep
Poi Dog Pondering