The fog lifts, a breeze bends the long grasses, and this western dirt is summer dry. Another stay at home corona virus order presses down on activities of distraction. Anxiety passes through like a south wind on the way to the ocean. There is a resurgence of “hysterical intolerance,” says the woman with 6 names. May all be safe. May all be well. Om Tat Sat.
Gudrun Mouw Posts
Some benefits from yoga related practices are short term, and some are long term. The fleeting experience can feel overwhelming, whereas the long term is often more subtle, taking a certain amount of patience to understand. The same way, knowledge varies in kind.
My current practice needs to be more direct: May I accept the things I cannot change. Change the things I can and have the wisdom to know the difference.
There are points in time when things change dramatically and, seemingly, all at once. As I reflect on this, I notice my resistance, discomfort and other undesirable responses to difficult life altering changes. At the same time, I believe that every challenge provides opportunity. For example, I am more able to appreciate the loving connections I have been privileged to enjoy.
Though I miss family, friends and the yoga sangha very much, I am comforted by the anticipation of being in each others’ presence again in the future.
“May we be peaceful. May our hearts be filled with loving kindness. May we have ease of body and mind.” I resolve to repeat this affirmation many times. At the same time, I know that forgetting and remembering is part of the process. Sun shines. Wind sweeps away heat. Whatever is, just is.
So sorry readers., I rushed to post
forgetting that: “A poem is never finished,
FROZEN SOULS Update
At 5:00 pm
guards would start collecting women;
children looked through bombed out eaves
to see stars, sometimes the moon.
Once there was a different kind of light—
A child inhaled the essence
like food she was not getting.
Rachel stretches. This 70 years old memory,
she thinks, and now another dangerous era.
The pandemic needs drastic measures.
And the horse porch hearth glows;
new beams mix with old.
We watch home movies.
The hitching post stands idle.
(c) Gudrun Mouw
Sanskrit Chant: A Request
Om Trayambakam Yajamahe
(for healing & protection; to overcome fear)