While the turkey is cooking, I actually have a bit of time to blog. I am grateful for that and for take out trimmings.
Today, the topic of conversation is gratitude. Now, a 1 day harvest celebration of gratitude is a wonderful thing but, what about gratitude as a practice? What about gratitude as an art of perception? What would this do for us? How challenging would this become?
A harpist friend of ours, who died of cancer several years ago (on the same day as my Dad died), spent her last days in deep gratitude for the beauty she saw around her. She was moved to tears by a bowl of apples, a song, her daughter's smile. She knew something about paradox and perfection that we have forgotten. If you really open yourself to such radically deep gratitude, it will bring you,weeping, to your knees. To live in total appreciation for what is real. To love what you have not what you want. To drop the agendas, preferences, opinions, judgements and any other conceptual filters we place over our experiences is the highest Tantra. It is the adoration of the manifest as the growing tip of God.
I am wrapping up 3 months of an autumn yoga practice. Autumn energies are predominantly Air Element (Metal for the Taoists). An autumn practice is designed to make the whole person more oxygenated. It generates winds that move out dead orgone energy held in the body (especially the lungs). A good autumn practice will evolve over the 3 months of the season to:
1.Build strength and stability
2.Dredge up unconscious material that has been keeping you stuck
3.Detoxify the body, surrender old emotional patterns, make informed choices
Lungs are the organ of the autumn practice. They repesent a spectrum of emotions ranging from courage to grief. Depending on how these emotions are expressed, they can be toxic or healing. In balance and with stability,we find the courage to grieve and the courage to be happy.
This takes time. We are cyclical creatures. Last autumn, I was still in the initial phases of grieving my father's death. I needed to go through a whole turning of the wheel before I was ready to be released from the grief-cycle. I needed to come into another Lung Season to let go.
Hatha means sun and moon. The early yogins knew the powerful influences of cosmic forces. They also knew the secrets of how to use them for transformation. The mid-autumn practice comes in the sign of Scorpio (secrets, the unconscious). The Scorpio full moon fell in Taurus (what we have). The full moon's energies have a way of popping your issues into full view.
They sure popped mine. I received many insights about my self-identity (in relationship to my father) and how this actually was reflected in the life I've built. That insight came after a big piece of grief-work, of finding the courage to really feel the pain and the hurt around that relationship.
It's no coincidence that I've had a respiratory infection for 2 weeks. The body, the Earth element, is the last to reflect the change. No transformation of consciousness is ever complete until it has been integrated on all levels of our being. This takes time.
It smells like the turkey is done. It's time to receive what we've harvested (all the fruits, both bitter and sweet) and embrace it all,
with gratitude.