Whoosh.
It's been a manic three months. Today, the first of September, under a waxing moon, in a house just cleaned by someone else, having drawn the card New Beginnings, I summoned up an old recipe of mine. When followed, allowing for slight modifications to suit personal taste, this recipe is effective in detoxifying the body of stagnant energy, negativity, and unproductive holding thus making space for the new.
1 Soaking tub filled with just about hot water
A lot of sea salt
Enough Aveeno Stress Relief Foaming Bath Gel Lavendar, Chamomile and Ylang Ylang
1 lit kabbala Evil Eye candle
Bhudda Bar on the iPod
1 soft lit lamp
1 bathroom door closed
1 bath pillow
1 bottle of water
Light the 4th ingredient just before preparing the first three ingredients by blending together. While the tub is warming, turn on the lamp and turn off the overhead light. Place the last two ingredients on the side of the tub. Once the soaking tub is filled to perfection, close the door and press play. Submerge. Soak. Sweat. Give thanks for the lessons learned, the teachers sent, and the opportunities in wait. Smile.
Repeat as often as necessary.
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Monday, September 1, 2014
Saturday, February 23, 2013
Gently Please
Some weird energy has been creeping around the past week and I'm trying to get in touch with it. I'm trying to understand my role in it and what it is I am to be learning from it.
After teaching last night and again today, the nag to go inside was too strong to resist. The sun was just setting and the moon had risen. I went to my yoga room, turned on my salt lamp, frankincense burning, set out my mat and my folded blanket and went down with the blanket supporting my spine, chest and heart open, arms splayed, soles of my feet together. Looking out my window, there is the moon, flooding my room with clearing energy.
In anticipation of the next Chopra meditation series, I hit play on The Medicine of Love, one of the guided meditations from a previous series. Settling in, I tune in.
Word choice is of particular interest to me. When the speaker said, "Gently, close your eyes." off I went.
How else would one close their eyes in preparation for meditation? Is it necessary to request a gentle closing? What would happen if she just said, "Close your eyes"? Would the devotees hastily squeeze their eyes tight so much that their nose scrunched up?
She mentioned surrender. I'm pretty sure she was talking directly to me. So I did.
After teaching last night and again today, the nag to go inside was too strong to resist. The sun was just setting and the moon had risen. I went to my yoga room, turned on my salt lamp, frankincense burning, set out my mat and my folded blanket and went down with the blanket supporting my spine, chest and heart open, arms splayed, soles of my feet together. Looking out my window, there is the moon, flooding my room with clearing energy.
In anticipation of the next Chopra meditation series, I hit play on The Medicine of Love, one of the guided meditations from a previous series. Settling in, I tune in.
Word choice is of particular interest to me. When the speaker said, "Gently, close your eyes." off I went.
How else would one close their eyes in preparation for meditation? Is it necessary to request a gentle closing? What would happen if she just said, "Close your eyes"? Would the devotees hastily squeeze their eyes tight so much that their nose scrunched up?
She mentioned surrender. I'm pretty sure she was talking directly to me. So I did.
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