Sunday, January 31, 2021

Yoga of My Headless Nature


Yoga of my headless nature:

in it's surest sense, this is yoga, a deep seeing of the reality of our connection. For me, this was to be witness to my own empty state of being, an examination of what is actually seen, and of only what's been surmised through belief and conditions. It's the yoga of my headless nature. 

it's a simple thing to see - or actually to not see at all and find an emptiness that somehow too holds all the world. Of course it's easier to just look than to explain. From any object, and this includes my own body, I trace the line of sight directly to it's source, traveling back to find the actuality of seeing. What I come to is the absence of a seer, no eyes in witness to themselves, no face to personally be seen. Looking, I find myself headless. 

to rationalize, it's easy to claim what others have seen, descriptions give, photos, and the reflection I receive from the mirror everyday. Yet this is all hearsay, secondhand assurance. I have never seen my own face, and have navigated the world from what others have described. To see myself headless was an awakening. What, and where I believed was the source of my every thought, my sure beliefs, and informed me of the world - was absent to my sight. 

the practice of yoga is to join the body to the true self, a reach to the divine and then to merge within the infinite source that's found. With one look, yoga practice by glance, this source was found present, no reach was ever needed. I only had to look in the right direction. 

but this is only half the practice (and not a practice at all) - to see this emptiness was to find my fulfillment as well, that was is truly seen is capacity, not empty of a single thing, but the promise to hold the entire world. And even further still. 

what's found is emptiness, and it's empty of all but purpose. 

continuing to look, seeing, and finding the absence of self and head - there is still the world, objects are present, thoughts existing. It's all just the same. Except different too. Now, in the absence of a head, I see my true awareness. Emptiness is meant to hold, an embrace without notion of personal self, infinite in the potential of its reach. My emptiness is full. 

this is a deepening experience, not ending with one knowing glance, but now a world given to explore. What is see is seamless, no lines to distinguish myself from it all, everything appearing simply as aware. A new world from the old has been given. This headless grace is always present, ready to receive with every glance and wish to see. 

my yoga is simply seeing. 

~

Peace, Eric 

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