The chickens are cackling (one of my all time favorite sounds) and the sun is arising. Another beautiful day in Nuevo Mexico.  I hope you are all very well and enjoying the mid-August moments, maybe even some splendiferous garden tomatoes.

First a note about our August special:  $10 OFF the workshop this weekend, Second Chakra with Poses, Meditations and Energetics taught by Cypresse and Meta.  So the price at the door is $45 (not $55), 2-5 pm Sunday August 15.  Please join us for this awakening workshop which includes Second Chakra Sun Salutations, Core Flow and Horizontal Pranayama.

Bhudi (fluid) mudra

The picture at the right is a mudra for the second chakra from Vital Yoga: A Sourcebook for Students and Teachers, page 99.

On another fruitful adventure was the death of my Blackberry phone.  Of course I immediately envisioned purple juicy liquids flowing around the edges of this funny little device but in truth, nothing that lovely.  It just stopped working.  And in that new space of no emails, no immediate Internet access and no cell calls, I found a little extra space.  A friend left a message on my land line, the business phone, 232-4717, saying she was worried I was okay.  I thought, okay, hell, this is good.  Squashing that Blackberry disconnected me a tad from the moment by moment attention to the external.  Frankly, I’m near computers plenty and don’t really need to get email every second.  Certainly don’t need to check emails at stop lights (ouch).

Now that I’m Bberry free, I’m on the search for simple freedoms.  Just took to Thrifttown bags of unneeded linens, bags, and what I have left actually gets used. Amazing.  Spaciousness feels well, relaxed.  And removing devices and things has helped me.

I send my wishes for a fabulous day, an ever fabulous breath and this, my new favorite translation of an ancient Tantra, The Vijnana Bhairava Tantra:

Close the ears that track the outer world,
Open the ears of the soul.
Engage the muscles at the base of the pelvis,
The intimate special places,
Cherish the vibrating energies thus contained.

The song of creation, the unstruck chord,
Is playing in your heart.
…Listen in.

Meditating on the sound of your own life currents,
Entering the shimmering palace of the Creator.

-Lorin Roche, The Radiance Sutras, p 91

With love and gratitude,

namate,

Meta.

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