Blog? What blog?
I have no idea what you're talking about. No, really, I don't. Really.
Darn! I guess that method for avoiding responsibility doesn't work very well for me in this case. I'm beginning to understand some of the advantages of passive, indirect communication, though I can't say that I feel any closer to the truth of what got me here... I am healthier and I feel clearer about what I need to do to set my course again, and I suppose I can be plenty grateful for that, regardless of the means that brought the clarity about...
And, while communing with the ocean in California in the past week, I had a profound revelation about the nature of addiction. Though addiction has been a major issue in my life, I've always known that the objects of my addictions (food, sex, "drugs", rock-n-roll, martyrism, rightness, and what-have-you) were not what was I was actually after, in the end all were of the same essential emptiness. Instead, it was the intensity that I brought to the experience that kept drawing me back again and again. Perhaps it is not true for all, but for some of us who were harvested a certain way, a continual catharsis seems to be necessary for renewal and balance in life. I've found the same intensity in the tough-loving arms of the ocean, or in the vast majesty of the rocky mountains, and I'm sure I would find it in the Amazon jungles and the sensorial overload of many world cultures. And so I embark upon taking full responsibility for my own yoga practice now, channeling my intensity into my craft and saving my every cent for more travels...the more permanent roots will have to wait for the insistent wings to do their thing.
And so, Oliver and his elvish non-dual twin Revilo extend a humble bow of Namaste and a sincere thank you to all the Kansas Siddhi Yoga teachers, teasers, and students alike, for everything and nothing all at once, a full embrace-release of you all and of the trouble in paradox that drew me into your circle for this time. As more time passes, I am sure that more depth will arrive in my perception of these lessons, and all the more gratitude will be yours, from wherever I go. If you see me, say hello, I don't bite (unless you ignore the rattle).
Paz y Amor y Fuerza y Luz
Oliver

3 Comments:
Welcome home Oliver!
I have missed seeing you. Thank you for risking sharing. I find that I re-read your blogs because portions of them stimulate more thoughts & insights for me. Your descriptions nip at the edges of what I'm either contemplating or help me get closer to articulating with some more clarity, the itchy lesson[s] that I keep scratching. Thank you!
Love,
Linda
LIFE is big
THE WORLD is small
ROOTS are something you put down with every person you love
THE WINGS cannot (and should not) be denied
Oliver,
So good to see your post and to know that you continue to care for us by way of sharing your insights. Like Linda, I read your blogs more than once to look more closely at what has caught my inner attention. Thank you!
Namaste,
Dorothy
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