Sunday Morning Yoga class with John
The bending, the hanging,
departure of the clanging,
remember.
The mind in a hurry
waiting for the jury,
all that you bury
is going to rise.
Tears from your eyes
the bucket of “my’s”
contempory lies,
no surprise.
Open your hands
depart the boarder lands
the body’s strands
relaxing demands.
Remember.
Let go of your head,
practice being dead,
make way for surrender,
abandon the pretender.
Arrogance and pride
can no longer hide,
wash it from your face,
join the human race.
Remember.
The ankles, the wrists, the knees, the pelvis,
what sticks in bending places
likes to swim around.
Blossom out your heart
reveal Mozart
commence a new start.
Remember.
The teacher’s voice talking
round the room he’s walking
“Wash your body clean.”
What does he mean?
The yoga scene.
a kirtan dream.
the tunes unwinding
the twists unbinding.
The breathing steady
emptiness is ready
to make the tree pose.
Eyes stay closed
the velvet is yours,
forever.
Upside down
silence goes to town
finally you’re here.
Omnipresent fear,
“Sold” by the auctioneer.
Savor the meal,
this is the deal,
the dealer
is leaving.
On your orange mat
spun out flat,
remember the ember,
the membership is free.
Remember.
-Jill Goldman-Callahan
Many thanks to Jill for sharing this reflection of her practice with us. I’m in awe of the ocean of creativity we are awash in each time we gather for practice. I so appreciate all the kind words of encouragement that grace my inbox, and my mailbox… but remember that our classes are co-creations…. That I’m there, because you are there. Many Many thanks.
Om Shanti, I’ll see you in class.
-j
p.s. On December 18th, Bernadette and Deanna will be playing the most amazing music for us, and Jean will be assisting class. Yes!
Thanks for putting this up John. A kind of vulnerable thing.
-Jill
Hi jill, we’re all on thin ice here… some just don’t mind getting more than their toes wet. thanks for sharing/baring.
-j
what a BEAUTIFUL poem!! That was amazing to read. I loved it Jill. But I have never been to yoga with John. Yet being the operative word.. : )
-C
Love the poem and love yoga!!!! Namaste
-S