Day 6 I will cry to thee and cry to thee and cry to thee, until the milk of thy kindness boils up – Rumi Another sleepless night, with skin on fire. The itching is insane. There are times when I don’t think I can cope anymore. I feel for the people that suffer eczema or psoriasis or have fungal infections. As night passes I rub in tiger balm, memories of my sister pregnant and us holidaying together in Mozambique enter my mind. I am getting used to the sounds that signify day

Day 5 By tonight we will be half way there. Bad night, I mostly spent it waiting for morning and laying on my hands so I would not scratch. For this reason I missed the quote…. My morning meditation is a place of joy and sweetness. I feel my breath caressing my heart as I inhale and as I exhale. I feel my aura, my koshas my energetic body inflate as I inhale and deflate as I exhale. I truly experience the oneness of being in a sea of souls. I am not my body. The 2 hours passe

Day four The subject and object are one. When we identify with our thoughts we create separation. Quantum physics says the subject viewed can alter the outcome. I try to get my mind around that. I watch a raindrop on a railing grow at breakfast, it gathers speed then hangs in the air. Suspended. The sunlight causes it to change colours as I move my head, a perfect diamond transforming into a ruby or citrine with the subtlest movement. I move up and down, side to side, transfi

Day Three O which way should I follow. Go back the way you came Today I realize that I have spent more then 15 hours concentrating on my spiritual heart. My heart feels more open. Our hatha sessions include a series of standing back bends into standing forward folds repeated about a million times. I generally don’t like this transition repeatedly. However something has changed, I am finding I am more comfy then ever before, I am moving deeper then ever before, I can see the b