after a dizzying two weekend of gypsy concerts, night-time motorcycle rides, a trip up the coast to Los Angeles, beautiful, breezy afternoons in the perfect san diego neighborhoods, and days spent in the presence of so many great, brilliant, delicate and beautiful souls, i'm chewing on a lot of mental and spiritual fodder.
brett dennen sings songs of celebrating being alive, of facing the big issues in life with suited with love and compassion, of living each day as it were your last...leonard cohen sings of love, lust, and god's will, the deep cravings of humanity...Christ taught his disciples that those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, who strive to be peacemakers and to show mercy, those will be blessed and will inherit the earth...sadghuru, the founder and guru of Isha Yoga, inspires people to accept responsibility for one another, to embrace the people of the world with love, to enable oneself to be limitless by simply cultivating a willing spirit to change, to increase human consciousness...
i've been digging these past few days, in my own introspection and in scripture...i'm forced to find silence in the stillness of infinite motion, much like the sleep of a spinning top (thanks to thomas hardy for creating such perfect imagery). there's constantly a whirlwind of movement and change, both surrounding me and deep, deep within me; yet along my journey so far i've been blessed to discover and to have learned a few beautiful ways to focus all that energy, all that motion and to find a solitude unlike any other i've ever before witnessed or experienced.
isha is becoming more to me than a faraway idea, a distant community, a new and very different form of yoga... the noise of life and existence has been extremely loud lately, caught up in the very zenith of growth and change, sprouting seeds of faith, love, song, projects, friendships, well-being... the discipline of doing isha yoga has brought me so much peace and tranquility, physically of course, but emotionally and spiritually my practice ensures that i have the time and space to sit and absorb, indulge, and become absolved in silence with my maker...
'the lord is good to those whose hope is in him, to the one who seeks him; it is good to wait quietly for the salvation of the lord, it is good for a man to bear the yoke while he is young. let him sit in silence for the lord has laid it on him. let him bury his face in the dust, there may yet be hope' -lamentations 3:25
so many of my days, my minutes, my moments of being alive and aware, have been spent steeped in prayer...before meals, before challenges, during worship, during gatherings of friends and families, in the midst of adventure and bliss, in the very darkest corners of sorrow and despair, in praise for things received or lessons learned and in the brightest of rejoice...it is what keeps me grounded, overflowing with his spirit, aware not only of myself but more of Him...
i'm expecting a great feast this weekend...but i'm equally expecting a lot of silence in respect and of maundy thursday, passover, good friday...i'm expecting a blinding array of celebration and worship as the sun rises again over this cold earth, the warmth of the Son lighting up the sky and the spirits in you and i...
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