How do we know we’re in the flow?
There is no more Distinction
Me and Not Me
No more Resistance
This & That
No more Reference
Back then ? Soon to come
Over there ? Over Here
No more Attachment
fear
desire
friction
tension
No more Judgment
Good or Bad
No more I’ness
Ups & Downs
Ins & Outs
Point or Circumference
There just is
what is?
This week I have been working with fluidity: in movement, between postures, with the mind, sensory input, flowing with the energy, moving through life, and so forth. This poem came to me as I was moving smoothly between asanas?
Blessings Be?