Day Ten) Let life be beautiful like summer flowers and death like autumn leaves. Tagore Death will come for all of us; we tend to think it is far away and happening to someone else. In fact it is the only certainty in our life, you can doubt god but you cant doubt death. I am ok with death. I know that's probably easier to think about when it is not imminent but I believe the soul is residing in this body in this lifetime and in the next will reside in another. I don't feel i

Day 9 It is in the infinite ocean of myself that the mind-creation called the world takes place. I am supremely peaceful and formless, and I remain as such – Janaka It’s been 9 days without a mirror and not seeing the very thing that most people recognize as me, makes me less aware of the boundary of self. I realize one of my favorite things that happens in my meditations is when I lose the awareness of where my body starts and ends. It is particularly relevant in my finger t

Day 8 Who looks outside dreams, who looks inside wakens – Carl Jung Duality me meditating on a chakra, me meditating on a mantra….who is this me? Awareness is beyond this me. It feels like only 2 days left but actually there are 3. I’m not entirely sure how I feel about that. I am longing to talk to Pete. I want to talk about the monitor lizard and the snake and the tiny glow bug that looks like a small drone from “eye in the sky” I want to hear about his experience. I am enj

Day 7) I am enjoying the asana, feeling the skin on my tummy stretch in up dog or bow gives a moment of relief from the itching, the lengthening of the spine in the kriyas feels like the movement that my body has been missing, the churning of the belly in agnisaura creates a feeling of lightness. I hang onto every word that Sahaja shares about elements and chakras and energy centres. I want to know more, to bring it into my teaching. I still resist the double head shakes. I’m

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

Day Two Love is a sweetness but its inner reality is bewilderment. Abu 'Ali ad-Daqqaq Today I wonder what if the heart could think…would schools look different? Would we have a different realm of knowledge. What if we connected through the heart and not the mind. School trains the mind but in the domain of the heart we are illiterate. We think the heart is the seat of emotion but the heart is more then that…it is the gateway to the self. The ultimate. Self love – Psychothera

Shhhhhhhhhhh into silence Day One Ever as I in the heart you dance. Hence are you called the heart. Ramana Maharshi The alarm rings, its 05:30. I am determined to make my herbal tea, shower and leave our bungalow calm, prepared and centered. I do so walking the few meters to the yoga and meditation centre where we will spend the next 10 days in silence. I have previously prepared my space. Yoga mat, cushions, blocks set up not too close to the fan as it drys out my contact le