Pan, Wild Free Earth & the Well of the Cosmic Womb

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Stillness finds me

body slowing

in my blood a heavy knowing

he can feel my waters run

danced by moon

raised by sun

around over and through

his veins

contours, peaks

his shores, his grains

of sand

solid rock

still, crafting hand

He can receive me

I am full

giving in, he feels the pull

surrenders to her

knowing love

gifted, presented from above

where deep within

the darkness

is what’s nourishing

blackest night

and deepest well

infinite blessings that you tell

mint, from your sweet lips

bosom, fingers, heart and hips

know your beauty

have not doubt

this flame lives not

without.

 

 

Santosa Living Yoga & Bhakti Camp

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Blessed Santosa
You give me new life
Rivers of Jasmine cascade o’er my strife
Gaia’s priceless riches
Have filled up my chalice
Like forests of mango
Bow, as Hanuman’s palace
Gayatri sunrises whispered on mists
Oh, Avalon’s ancient and magical gifts
Sweet Aarti honeys, devotion to Love
Babaji, Mataji, guide from above
From within
In every breath let a journey begin
Rite of passage, home-coming
Carried to centre, grounded by drumming
Naked voice flowing
Eye to eye dialogue, Aquarian knowing
GrandMother weaving a new web of time
Spiralling Yuga beyond ‘yours and mine’
We are One
Infinite diversity under the Sun
One family, One tribe
Holding space for us all to thrive
Bountiful, blissful, beautiful PachaMama
Devoted communion of Sister and Brother
Souls improvising, harmonious flow
Contact inspiring synergy’s glow
Kundalini rising through spines
Ambrosial nectar blossoming
On these vines, of our care
Fruits of the journey, yearning to share
Their sweet Truth
Flowing in eternal youth, of the Heart
I did not depart
Santosa, I remain
To the well of the Womb
Each breath returns again

Sat Nam

Purely Natural

In raw nature we are exposed only to purity, harmony and life as creation intended.  In darkness or in light, in birth or in death, nature is beautiful, balanced and full of vitality.

There is a time for blossoming with colour, for bearing fruit and for dancing wildly with the spirit of creation.  There is a time for pattern, ritual and rhythm, for sustained balance and spreading our wings wisely…..and there is time for restoration, for quiet reflection and regrounding to life’s bare foundations.

Our cycles turn hourly, daily, monthly, seasonally…..even the great eras of time follow such a path.  Rooted and wired into our very being, natural cycles and systems must be tuned into – inside to out, mind to body, spirit to place, home to garden, waking to sleep – for our well-being.

The body is a vehicle for the individual soul, enabling the diversity that comes with each unique perspective.  The cosmos is the vehicle for the collective, an explosion of potential.  We must nourish the body naturally and the mind wisely, to paint the cosmos in all its glory, from the inside out.

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Inner Reflections & Deep Connections

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I wrote this a few years ago – and really needed to hear it myself this long winter (2017/18) – breathing through the snow, nearly there!

“Here in Bristol winter has finally taken its hold, the cold invites us to withdraw and we are ready for this important season of slowing down, of introspection and reaching out for the primal comfort of nourishing warmth. When the bravado of the summer fruit has been stripped away, we are left with a vulnerability and a confrontation with the facets of ourselves and the world at large, that need work; the burning off of those habitual thought patterns and their subsequent actions, that bring only further chaos, stress and confusion to our lives.

Ironically, though the natural instinct of winter is to slow down, the world around us keeps charging forwards; bills to be paid, pipes to be fixed, mouths to be fed, causes to be fought! We are all in conflict – the body and soul yearn for stillness yet the pressures of material life mount ever higher on the mind. How do we find the balance we need – to remain focused on keeping our lives and the planet in harmony and not spiraling out of control – whilst allowing in the vulnerability of nature, naked in the winter cold, accepting the need for support and for stopping, if even for a moment?

Herein lies the key; moment by moment, little by little, breath by breath. The world will not end if we cannot deliver a demand right now and if we focus all at once on every demand expected (usually by ourselves!), we may seize up in suffocation and cease to function. We need to take a moment between each moment, slip out to backstage to open the window, take a deep, slow breath of cold, fresh air and notice how proudly the trees bare their strong and flexible forms, without the adornment of the transient leaf.

Each breath fuels the subsequent thought and hence the subsequent action; but without an awareness of the quality of that breath, our shallow inhalations – clouded with frustration, anxiety and exhaustion – cannot possibly lead to positive outcome. As we turn our focus inwards and follow the spiral of life towards the core, we see the whole from a quieter perspective, but the whole remains – in the full, dynamic equilibrium of creation. The experience of contraction is to prepare again for a new expansion; rebirth with wisdom gained and sweeter fruit to bare.

We do not stop, we cannot stop, life flows! The structures and frameworks we build will wear and may collapse or be torn down but each time we rebuild with added experience and maturity; then those structures provide more to those they support, the house becomes a home! Within each grand cycle is an infinity of cycles, each experiencing the same journey of death and rebirth, night and day. We cannot contract forever into the warm, protective cocoon – the womb that prepares new life – the cycle is relentless! The body will always snap us back from our meditation – with a pang of hunger, a ringing phone, the baby waking – having taken our moment, clear focus and calm action follow without effort. Life flows; we build up, we break down, we build stronger, we stand firmer, we endure longer….. we forever expand our capacity to give more….. and the beauty of nature’s spiral ensures that our efforts are rewarded with ever richer fulfillment.

Don’t travel alone, we all have our hours of triumph and our periods of despair – the more we share of these as one living family, the brighter our joy and stiller, more reflective our sorrow! Connect, come together, share, listen and feel each others’ journey – our paths may appear different but our inner stories are the same. Be naked, unafraid of the harsh, cold wind, under the surface our roots are all entwined, we hold together as one. Seek warm refuge in togetherness, shelter each other. In solitude there can be no stability, no deep foundation and no mirror to witness our fragile falling leaves, the smooth contours of our bark, our skin….. and the beauty of life that lies within.”