I approached the end of my short yoga session and reached a shavasana. As I got into the corps pose, I remembered about the practice of imagining myself laying in a freshly dug burial hole. Why not multitask – two practices for the time of one! And almost immediately I got to the peace of not giving a $ about anything. Which surprised me. Is it that easy? BUT hang on, why shouldn’t it be easy? Says who?
The point is, there is nobody in my mind authorised to give me marks or approval. And yet, there is some idea assessing my every thought and e-motion (e-move!) for the correctness, timeliness, reality and the right to exist. Yes, I got there at once, I am that good! What’s your problem? And who are you, anyway? I don’t recall authorising anyone to assess me on the validity of my own sensations.
So. Henceforth. If I feel even a slight e-motion, it is a solid, valid proof of my sensitivity to all things fine and refined – energies and alike! I am a natural at it and getting better and better. Amen.
And if I feel like inhabiting a 23-year-old body, I shall fully frolic in that feeling to my heart’s content, because in the quiet of my mind I am the god, the law, and the act. I shall enjoy my creation freely.