“Fear is the question. Love is the answer.”
(Rain Bojangles)
Sacred ritual. A time of offering, a handing over, an alignment to a greater/larger power, in our daily practices. A practice that has continued to nourish me beyond what is comprehensible. As it should be. Going beyond the realities of time and space. Going beyond what is outside and taking me deep to the universe that resides within.
The daily showing up to the mat has taken me to a place of grander discovery to my surprise. No more is it about accomplishment. Somehow it's developed into a sacred place. It's become a sacred ritual of inner to outer connection. As I connect within, my physical body comes alive, fueled by conscious breath to conscious breath. Every movement has meaning. The turn of my foot. The bend of my knee. The gaze to my big toe has just of a significance as twisting, lifting, and jumping. All of it. Every bit of it, becomes scared, and in that, I loose sense of me, and become one with the movement, the breath, the experience.
Ahh. It's THAT, that brings me back. Every morning.
7 Insightful Comments:
This is beautiful, and I relate to it. Especially in the pre-dawn hours.. every breath and tiny movement...
I think you mean sacred, not scared though, right? :)
Hee, hee. Thanks for catching that!! Hahahaha. Wow.
Ahhh wow so true about it being a sacred ritual! lol sometimes it IS a scary ritual. Love it!!
Thank you for using my quote here. I am very honored that you find wisdom in my simple words. Even more, thank you for proper attribution. This quote has made the rounds, both with and without my name attached.
Here is another:
“It's easier to leap if you're already dancing.” ~Rainbojangles
Blessings.
~Rbj
I love it! Thank you!!
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