Fluidity

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?

Good poem, shows very conscious practice of the author. But, to go with the poem the title needs a change, as " how to be in the flow". The process of ‘knowing’ goes against the spirit of the good poem.

[QUOTE=suba;83318]How do we know we’re in the flow?[/QUOTE]

When mind is devoid of word?

Blessings,

I hear you Suhas Tambe. If my poem was titled with “knowing” i would agree that it does not fit with the energy of the poem itself. The truth is, i very rarely title my poems. This one in particular is based on a meditation. My initial question was how do we know we’re in the flow – what follows is my understandings that arose after experiencing the flow.

Antaraayaah – i am with you on that: not just word, but thought as well (thought being not just verbal, but imaginings, a sense of self, etc). The only thing i can describe it as, is an experience – but without thought, there is no words to really capture what that experience is; being that there is no individuated being experiencing the experience. It is only when i come back into my habituated self that I realize an experience was had.

Blessings Be…