

Life is interesting. I never know from day to day what joy, what concern, what will unfold. In yoga class, our teacher talks about trusting the process of the poses. She reminds us to trust the body; she encourages us to trust the energy of the universe. I think about what she says. As I place arms and legs where she directs I find I am standing on my shoulders! Had she told me to do a shoulder stand I would have not known I could do so. Yesterday in class I twisted my arms this way and my legs that way and for a brief moment I was in Eagle pose. For a brief moment I felt as if I could fly. The pose had built upon itself. One movement at a time.

I brought branch out and I saw how it could become a walking stick. I can cut and clean, carve and polish and over time, one step at a time, make a beautiful piece. A walking stick to help me remember to trust.

5 comments:
Dear Q~
Thank you for sharing your story of your son and Tiger Lilies. I love that your love has kept it going. I also appreciate that you have built a support for it. Your words say much, if we are listening.
It is a wonderful blessing to hold such light within yourself that you understand that another's light will keep on going no matter. Trust. Such a wonderful and grace filled word.
I light a candle for your son, and for your daughter, and for you and your beloved.
When I first read about you standing on your shoulders, I literally pictured you standing on your own shoulders, and thought to myself - now I have heard this story before...
One of my teachers talked about standing on the shoulders of our forebearers. Standing on the shoulders of our Grandmothers. We take with us the best of what our ancestors brought to us. If we stand on the shoulders of their graceful endurance's, we can bear anything. Sustaining ourselves through their strengths.
You are a very strong woman. You must be standing just right.
Blessings Dear One,
*Sprite
Sprite, Dear Heart,
We find ways to express our hearts.
Trusting that love will always hold our dearest ones in perfect embrace is where Mother and Father must be.
Thank you for you candle and light. Stepping forward with the intention of love shines holy light. I am a beleiver in love. I trust love.
Standing on Grandmother's shoulders brought tears to my eyes!
Yes, sometimes that is what we do, other times we cuddle up in their laps! The old wise women tales are what I depend on as I go about my days. Slowly, I am becoming "grandmother".
I also draw strength from delightful, mindful, spirits like you. You are faithful and so wise.
Taking all that love offers I stand ready to express the inner beauty. I also see your inner love and light.
Thank you for sharing that here.
I bow.
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Oh, Tiger Lily...
Oh, Tiger Lily
With beautiful lithe petals
Petals that curl out from North to South
Petals that are long with visual delight
Petals that dance inside adagio breezes
Oh, Tiger Lily
With delicate phallic tendrils
Tendrils that fountain out from East to West
Tendrils that exude aphrodisiacal fragrances
Tendrils that pull us into your lilic presence
Oh, Tiger Lily
Of all earth's exquisite flowers
I do so love you best
because...
You are truly exotic and wild
Mother Nature's erotic child
- by Savannah Skye...
Hello Savannah Skye,
Thank you for your poem.
Tiger Lillies are so incredible.
You captured them in words exquitsitely!
I heard a song as I read your words.
~Q~
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