Posts Tagged "self"
On Birthdays and….
Reading at Koloa practice 10/31/2011… When you don’t believe in birthdays, the idea of aging turns a little foreign to you. You don’t fall into trauma over your sixteenth birthday or your thirtieth or the big Five-Oh or the deadly Century. You measure your life by what you learn, not by counting how many calendars you’ve seen. If you’re going to have trauma,...
Read MoreThe Essence of My Practice
Reading at Waimea practice 10/15/2011 My practice moves from edge to edge, exploring the limits of a stretch, the inner realm of energy and breath. Each movement plumbs new depths of self-awareness. Who am I now, and now, and now? Who holds this pose with single-pointed focus, or loses the thread of breath and stops to find the center once again? Have I reached my full expression, or is...
Read MoreFor a Dancer
Reading at Waimea practice 10/1/2011 Keep fire burning in your eye Pay attention to the open sky You never know what will be coming down I don’t remember losing track of you You were always dancing in and out of view I must have thought you’d always be around Always keeping things real by playing the clown Now you’re nowhere to be found I don’t know what happens when...
Read MoreWhich is Worth More?
You're not Alone...One Mind one Heart by Linaji Which is worth more, a crowd of thousands, or your own genuine solitude? Freedom, or the power over an entire nation? A little while alone in your room will prove more valuable than anything else that could ever be given to you. —Jallal al-Din...
Read MoreThe Essence of My Practice
Reading at Koloa practice 9/15/2011 My practice moves from edge to edge, exploring the limits of a stretch, the inner realm of energy and breath. Each movement plumbs new depths of self-awareness. Who am I now, and now, and now? Who holds this pose with single-pointed focus, or loses the thread of breath and stops to find the center once again? Have I reached my full expression, or is there...
Read MoreForgotten Family
The Secret Life of Red by Linaji Reading at Koloa Practice 8/11/2011 As I descend into basement shadows, I am washed in red. Smoothness is not a choice on the earthly plane. As light reveals, so also shadows are spawned. With this I must learn to rock my ignorance to sleep to await its hungry cry. I must feed my insincerity its milky gruel. I must give my meanness rapt attention. I must dine...
Read MoreAloneness…
Reading at Anara practice 7/27/2011 the Thong by Phineous Cassidy Willing to experience aloneness, I discover connection everywhere; Turning to face my fear, I meet the warrior who lives within; Opening to my loss, I am given unimaginable gifts; Surrendering into emptiness, I find fullness without end. Each condition I flee from pursues me. Each condition I welcome transforms me And becomes...
Read MoreYou’re It!
Reading at Waimea practice 07/23/2011 God Disguised As a myriad things and Playing a game of tag Has kissed you and said, “You’re it! — I mean you’re REALLY IT!” Now It does not matter What you believe or feel For something wonderful Major-league Wonderful Is someday going To Happen. ——...
Read MoreThe Journey
Reading at Anara Spa 4/06/2011 One day you finally knew what you had to do and began, though the voices around you kept shouting their bad advice though the whole house began to tremble and you felt that old tug at your ankles. “Mend my life!” each voice cried. but you didn’t stop, you knew what you had to do Though the wind pried with its stiff fingers at the very...
Read MoreTo Waiting
Smoking her piano by Linaji Reading at Koloa practice 01/16/2011 You spend so much of your time expecting to become someone else always someone who will be different someone to whom a moment whatever moment it may be at last has come and who has been met and transformed into no longer being you and so has forgotten you meanwhile in your life you hardly notice the world around you lights...
Read MoreDaily Reminder
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