It is time for us to kiss the earth again

it's your spirit that invests the world with meaning not your mind

meditation: cultivating free unadorned spirit

spring into action

Most of us are sick. In the old days it would have been called heart-sickness or soul-sickness but now, having lost all sense of heart and soul, we call it depression or anxiety. We mask it by keeping busy.

Go beyond ‘you’ and ‘me’! 

Experience cosmically!

our being is a vast mansion yet we choose to live in only one or two rooms

spirit amongst spirits

slow down just a little and try to source the anxiety compelling you to speed back up

ego is an affront to nature – a slap across its face

in the practice of taijiquan the intention of the mind in making the movement is given priority over the movement itself

practice is a space where spirit teaches me how to be

how much enthusiasm can you muster?
and how completely can you abandon yourself to that spirit?

become the practice

When the teacher repeats himself all the time it's either due to a limited repertoire or because you are always presenting the same you – you're not practising between lessons.

the chief of all wickednesses is the wandering of the thoughts

we indulge the stream of consciousness to keep energy at bay

meditation: exploring the threshold between asleep and awake

I am not a dancer
I am the dance

Teacher gives you little things to work with. Not techniques so much as images, gestures, lines of poetry.

soul rich silence

violet with me

dwell in the liminal, the threshold, the zone of transition or equilibrium, the exciting uncertainty

adventuresome

practice: entering the unknown by repeating the familiar

There is something vulgar and coarsening about using words to describe (let alone try to evoke) the place of silence. Suffice to say our true home is Central Equilibrium – the difficult tremble between yin and yang. Spirit.

They dance with reluctance,
They are growing civilized

we don't have the strength of body, mind or character to get it right

yet

a sense of hovering : in suspense

thinking mind: clever servant, insufferable master

progress is assured once you learn to give energy the attention you usually reserve for the contents of your mind

I did not enter into silence. Silence captured me.

anything that disrupts routine is good
even the routine of practice

night time walk
stalking spirit with spirit

ego puffs itself up & belittles the world
spirit shrinks the self & enlarges the world

build resilience by testing the principles – breaking the rules

Indifferent like the moon in a thunderstorm.

the evenhanded support the underdog and see the bigger picture

a good teacher inspires you to embrace the pain of practice

truth is felt rather than thought

spirit is the switch turning off headmind & turning on bodymind

The extraordinary patience of things!

turning is revolutionary
it upsets the status quo

the fascism of self