Sunset in motion ...

Some moments are so special ....

fleeting instants forever engraved in my memory.

The engine is roaring but my heart is still.

The value of practice ...

I am pleased of this recent flurry of activity within Innergy.

I feel like the work I have been doing in the Centre is continuing to be real and effective.

The Yoga I am sharing is about relationship: how to relate to the environment that surrounds us

in the most effective way. How to relate in a community, how to relate as a human being.

The function of a Yoga Centre is to bring together people who practice relating to their bodies,

feelings and minds in order to operate in a wider world with a sense of fullfilment.

It is important, therefore, to participate and contribute to a community based on truer values

and more spontaneous exchanges.

One practices by partecipating.

One practices by experiencing togetherness.

One practices by accepting and value others.

One practices by letting the energy of one's feelings flow without judgements.

One practices by....loving.

((((((omshantihugs))))))

Sunsets ...

why are sunsets so moving wherever one is in the world?

Meditation ...

When I sit in meditation I am still dealing with the baggage of my past. Less intrusive and more rarefied, naturally, but still ... Meditation is about the past, all that has already happened and that is inside me, somewhere in my psyche and in my body. Every bit of memory that surfaces in my awareness carries a feeling in my body. Very often the feeling is negative. I sit as still as I can manage and in no time memories appear as images in my mind. Thoughts project as images while feelings (being movements of energy) project as colours. After so many years of practice, I have reached a stage of no-reaction and begun to really experience moments of deep joy as I feel the freedom from the thread that links my thoughts to my emotions. Can you imagine what fun is to be present to all the traffic and noise in the mind and the discomfort that follows in the body (which generally forces one to get up and abandon the practice) and NOT feel it? It is like watching a film: mind being the screen and memories the film, the plot. I laugh or cry as the plot unfolds but the plot isn't me. I finally lost the connection with my memories: they now come and go leaving no trace. I feel sooooo liberated! ... :)

Twilight in Sabina ...

As darkness was creeping in, my mind wandered back ... far back when my mother tucked me in bed and left the room, the window open and twilight fading into night. I felt so frightened staring at the darkening sky that was taking away from me the joys of the day, the games with friends and the warm touch of my mother. That fear mixed with sadness stayed with me for very long time, the end of something, the passing of time, the fading of a memory ... In my meditations, during my spiritual practice, I begun seeing the root and the meaning of that fear and realize that I had to face the primeval terror of death which was uncannily sabotaging my innate joy of living.

I begun seeing that death happens in the now, at every moment that rises and falls out of my consciousness. It took me few years to clean my act and accept that 'what is just is' leading, through its death, to the birth of next one. Soooo ... in the mind (which operates in time&space)

one continuously experiences the terror of impermanence of life. In the heart, instead, there is fearlessness because one can only feel the awareness of the moment, with its birth and death, and the joy of its purity.

Nature ...

The world out there is just energy. There is a constant motion: outer movement and inner vibration.

Feelings pick up the rhythmical inner flutter of the environment and ... dance with it.

Peace ...

The other evening I was walking back home through the Kensington Gardens as the light was rapidly fading around the pond. Beautiful summer evening with very few people about and a seducing quietness in the air.

I couldn't help stopping to breathe the twilight and sit on a bench by the pond. I was sensing a magical moment coming to me when my feelings and the environment would merge together in balance. I felt so privileged to be able to catch these moments and hold them in my awareness, kind of digest them, with total humility. No judgements, no possessiveness, no glory. Then I saw two ducks ... two ordinary ducks floating on an ordinary pond.

I sat for a while in that stillness as a subtle sense of joy was pervading me. Time was melting away and that ordinary, every day scene became eternal like the history of the world. My camera came to my eyes and I clicked.

When I left the bench and resumed my walk I felt a wealthier man.