Last night I was home crashing by 8pm. The extreme heat, which had me feeling slow, sexy, steamy, finally brought me to a screeching halt.
I'd started the day in new pink shoes. And ended it in a cool bath with the air conditioner blasting.
In between, I'd written poems, taken pictures, gone into Thriftzilla mode at the 8th Street Salvation Army. And put in a somewhat lazy but productive work day.
That's what my physical body was doing all day.
My consciousness was touching into breath, space and time. And resting in this lovely piece from Spirituality and Practice:
Hinduism has many beautiful traditions for family and holiday celebrations. Eknath Easwaran describes one that happened when he was visiting family in Kerala for the New Year:
"I came out of our room after meditation on Sunday morning and found our two little nieces waiting on either side of the door. I had my red knit cap on. They said, 'Close your eyes, uncle.' I closed my eyes like an obedient uncle, and they pulled the wool over them. Taking my hands, they led me into their room and had me sit down. Then they asked, 'Would you like to see the Lord?'
" 'Very much,' I replied.
" 'Then open your eyes!'
"I did, and found myself looking into a mirror all beautifully decorated with fruits and flowers. The face I saw was my own. This is the Kerala tradition, in which all members of the family are led to a mirror and reminded that the face they see there is the Lord's."
Later, should someone have an outburst of anger, s/he is reminded in a loving way that not too long ago, s/he saw the Lord in the mirror and it is time to act upon that love, kindness and compassion that all resides within us all.
"I came out of our room after meditation on Sunday morning and found our two little nieces waiting on either side of the door. I had my red knit cap on. They said, 'Close your eyes, uncle.' I closed my eyes like an obedient uncle, and they pulled the wool over them. Taking my hands, they led me into their room and had me sit down. Then they asked, 'Would you like to see the Lord?'
" 'Very much,' I replied.
" 'Then open your eyes!'
"I did, and found myself looking into a mirror all beautifully decorated with fruits and flowers. The face I saw was my own. This is the Kerala tradition, in which all members of the family are led to a mirror and reminded that the face they see there is the Lord's."
Later, should someone have an outburst of anger, s/he is reminded in a loving way that not too long ago, s/he saw the Lord in the mirror and it is time to act upon that love, kindness and compassion that all resides within us all.
So, today as our bodies bask in the heat, may our true selves melt into the Oneness.
And may every moment be Magic Medicine.
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