Turn your heart toward the mystery and meaning found in your warm breathing body, moving by its own law, soft and intimately connected through every atom, opening from cell to cell to cell, become a natural reservoir of grace. Inhaling the articulations of ancient templates and maps embedded in your ecosystem, in the legacy of your limbs, in the hieroglyphs of your hair and DNA. Let the practice be a Haiku, reviving your instincts, allowing emptiness, for every gesture a safe passage into an unapologetic, inimitable wildness that has everything to do with your subtle body intelligence, and the unique codes that make you – You. There is an an ecstatic dignity, an opportunity to belong, to the flow, to the breath, to the inside of the form and the outside of the form. Ultimately we use shape to find our shapelessness, to remove the tarnish of the mind, and to pass through the door, into infinite spaciousness. Uncomplicated, unimpeded, relevant, & poetic we are, particularly when we are alert and restful in our essence self while expressing. Fill the bellows of your lungs with energy, pour hope into the bones, harmonize the polarities, and transform your lead into gold. Marinate in your intrinsic biology, your unstructured anatomy, that pre-dates any of the stories or experiences that keep can keep a person identified with the so-called solid body. You are the stillness inside of all movement. You are the unchanging in all changefulness, emptiness is your natural state. Move so as to return to your own primordial lap, and to the great cosmic vault, where every original instruction is written, in the form of sublime sensations, upon the walls of your inner belly, and in the part of you that knows, without the mind. Happy inside yourself… let this truth sing from your bones.
