Garland of Words

Garland of Words

This garland of words attempts to engage in an intimate reading of the bestselling novel Where the Crawdads Sing by Delia Owens with the sensibility and sensitivity of a yogi.

Just for fun, I tried this breathing pattern: while reading Owens novel, I inhale slowly and deeply through the pursed lips as if drinking in Life, and exhale very slowly and completely through the nose.  Breathing and reading so slowly and deeply, I place my gaze and easygoing concentration on one word then the next. This makes the act of reading a very slow and sensual meditation.

In this way, let us awaken the wisdom of the ecstatic tremor here and now.

Try it, Beloved Friend. For now, breathe slowly and deeply through the pursed lips while we focus together closely on this one scene in the novel.

Tate is the young man who teaches Kya to read. Eventually their physical desire to touch each other reaches the climactic point where they must kiss.

In this moment, Tate asks Kya a loaded question, “Where is your Ma?” Kya reveals the heartbreak: her mother abandoned her. In his turn, Tate shares the loss of his mother and sister in a fatal car accident. United in the psychological scar of Losing Mother revs up to the moment when they smash lip to lip. Here goes:

“And just at that second, the wind picked up, and thousands upon thousands of yellow sycamore leaves broke from their life support and streamed across the sky. Autumn leaves don’t fall; they fly. They take their time and wander on this, their only chance to soar. Reflecting sunlight, they swirl and sail and flutter on the wind drafts.”

These leaves, flying, no, soaring into death, spark joy. In the spirit of feeling the freedom that is Death, Tate rises and invites Kya to play, to catch as many leaves as they can before the leaves touch the ground. In the height of fun, they bump and lock in their gaze.

“He took her shoulders, hesitated an instant, then kissed her lips as the leaves rained and danced around them as silently as snow.”

Where the Crawdads Sing, page 124

Owens writes the scene with the grace of a wildlife lover. Her expression gives a sense that the bliss these characters enjoy in this kiss is the bliss always in the trees, the leaves, the birds, the sky, the marsh, and the stars — all joined together in the Dance of Life. What’s more, Tate and Kya’s kiss brings awareness to the inner life of trees, leaves, birds, sky, and star as these beings eternally tremble with the same energy that humans tremble with when two humans kiss.

Tate and Kya’s moment of union creates bliss in the human physical body, the intense pleasure of two beings kissing. Often it takes kissing for humans to remember the bliss quiver of life that is always present in every piece of life. This is a state of being that we long to connect to with a human physical body; but what does it take to maintain the human body to be completely free of any pain or discomfort and to abandon all that we are to pure thrill and excitement? We long for this state of pleasure because in this state it is easiest to sense the Sacred Tremor that is always there, or what tantrikas* refer to as Spanda. (*Please note that tantrika is simply a spiritual adept who knows how to weave the energies of the sacred into every dimension of life: eating, shitting, fucking, fighting, the comic and the tragic — to a tantrika, it is all sacred). The question is this: how do we sustain this state of pleasure, freedom, and ease every moment?

In certain yogic breathing exercises, we purse the lips and breathe through the mouth. This way of breathing stimulates the tenth cranial nerve, the vagus nerve, the longest cranial nerve, which goes all the way from the head to the abdomen, stimulating heart, lungs, and digestion. The vagus nerve, when stimulated and refined, brings circulation, respiration, and digestion into synchronicity.

Kissing the lips of another being feels so satisfying because we engage in a moment in which one being’s vagus nerve syncs up with another being’s vagus nerve, creating a moment of physical union. The vagus nerves of two bodies spark simultaneously. Two hearts drum at once. Lungs lift and shift. Digestive dance within two bodies comes to a welcome pause. The link is so gratifying that one kiss can even unite two beings for years or even lifetimes. One kiss united Kya and Tate. And kept them tangled psychologically and spiritually long after their physical bodies endured years of separation.

Kundalini Yoga Master and Maha Tantric Yogi Bhajan once taught the Trikuti Kriya.  In this kriya, we chant the Wahe Guru mantra. When we chant, we focus the sound Wa at the belly, Hey at the heart, and Guru at the lips. On Guru, the lips purse out stimulating the vagus nerve. If the yogi maintains one-pointed focus on the lips while vibrating Guru very powerfully through the lips, then the exercise reveals itself not as a physical exercise but as a sensual and playful act of kissing the Wah Hey Guru mantra. 

If humans think it feels nice to lip kiss each other, well contemplate all the possible pleasure of kissing the Wahe Guru Mantra! Kissing Wahe Guru gives the sensation of kissing infinity, and it continues as an Infinite Kiss. Embracing the Trikuti Kriya as a Sadhana while one reads Where the Crawdads Sing can possibly give exalted pleasures because the tremor in the words and the nerve tremor in the body can collaborate to give a perception that every moment is a divine smooch, a mystical merge with a marsh, and a grand, exalted, salty coupling of wildlife with humanity.

I guess this is what it means to read with the sensibility of a yogi. It means to perceive the story dissolved until it is no longer about Kya and Tate, but about polarities coming into union: reader and writer, wild and tame, boy and girl, past and future, up and down, spring and autumn, hot and cold, literate and illiterate, leaves and roots, modern pubescent physical desire and ancient yogic mystical wisdom, pleasure and pain, on and off, loneliness and companionship, life and death. The totality of polarities included. No polarity left behind…

All polarities unite that is a state of yoga. Pure and simple union.

May all beings realize the ways reading while breathing through the pursed lips creates unity with the Infinite. May all beings realize the deep pleasure of practicing Yogi Bhajan’s Trikuti Kriya every day as a way to experience Sacred Kiss. And may all beings continue to feel the ecstatic tremor within making out with G.O.D.

Sat Naam!

Cover of Where the Crawdads Sing designed by Meighan Cavanaugh

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Day Eleven

One Heart Haiku

Southern Africa

Shamans ignite the One Heart Fire

My flame burns here.

 

One with the Sun and

feel all enlightened as One.

Now we’ll stay real close.

I want to express Infinite Gratitude to the San Bushmen of southern Africa for their One Heart Fire ceremony they hold today in Capetown.  It is so comforting to know that there are people today who value and unhold ancient wisdom.  It is so comforting to know there are custodians of our Soul Medicine who have the courage to commit to upholding ancient tradition.  Even though I am one ordinary woman living in southern California, I feel touched by the shamans’ One Heart Fire.  I feel passionate yearning to merge into the energy and intention of the One Heart Fire.  From this moment on, I promise to do my best to honor and encourage the growth of Enlightened Unity Consciousness in whatever humble ways that may serve my environments.  I celebrate humanity’s entrance into the Ninth Wave of Creation.  Sat Nam!

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Day Ten

Yogi Bhajan said, “We meditate so that our minds can be sharp and alert.  We chant mantras so that our souls may ignite like candles.  We walk in the light of this beauty.”  I light a candle and practice this meditation to express my solidarity with shamans who Ignite the One Heart Fire in a ceremony that is being held May 24, 2017 by the San Bushmen of southern Africa.  It is that simple.  It is that timeless.  Now I bask in the infinite beauty of these moments before the fire starts.

Humble prayer:

May the purifying influence of fire destroy all the errors we have made in our thoughts, in our words, and in our actions.  May the ashes of that which is destroyed be carried by the Ninth Wave of Creation to our future as beings who engage in communion and realize unity consciousness.  May humanity walk in the light of the One Heart Fire.

Sat Nam!

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Day Nine

Remain in Gurpranam.

Sit on the heals.  Forehead rests on the Earth.  The hands press together in prayer mudra above the head.  We fold the body into a cozy arc.  The universe turns dark and humble to prepare.  We bow.  We wait.

Everything becomes completely still.  Wait.  We savor these moments just before a blissful union.  Extend that stillness as long as possible.  We are encouraged to indulge in longing.  The divine adores longing.

The only thing that reaches into this long stillness is

The Breath.

Beloved!  Forget that we are human.  Forget that this planet exists.

There is no human body.  There is no human mind.  There is no human spirit.

There is Breath of God. There is Breath of Life.

Breath of Life.

Breath of God.

Breath of God.

Breath of Life.

Breath of Life.

Breath of God will herald the Age of Enlightened Unity Consciousness.  Breath of God expands where Inhale and Exhale merge into Onehale.  Beloved Breath of God ignites the One Heart Fire.

Plesae join the San Shamans of southern Africa as they observe the sacred ceremony of Igniting the One Heart Fire.  Let’s all bring more Soul back into the collective consciousness.  On May 24, 2017, light a candle and say a prayer.

Sat Nam!

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Day Eight

Dwell in enlightened unity consciousness and feel the blessing of every being’s highest potential.  My gifts are yours.  Your gifts are mine.  There is no longer a need for giving because everything is shared.  As One, We share all that is continually conferred by the dazzling universe.  This Great Shimmer!  This Great Happy Dance!  Let every inhale share in our expansion into divine grace.  Let every exhale share every brilliant, conscious prayer to feed the One Heart Fire.  Sat Nam!

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Day Six

According to the wisdom of the Tantric tradition, our lives are dictated by our energy. Thus, it is wise to be conscious of how we use our energy.  How do we nurture ourselves to create energy that helps us use this energy in a serviceful and uplifting way?

Sages tell us that we noursih our energy through Silence.

I read this article by Rod Stryker, Discovering the Sacred Within.  He discusses Swami Rama’s teachings about the Tantric tradition and how important it is that we are able to access deep silence within our consciousness so that we can be nourished by the love that flourishes in deep silence.

In relation to the One Heart Fire, I thought about listening to the silence within the fire.  When we deeply listen to and access our own inner silence, we can also learn to deeply listen to the inner silence within all things and beings.  It is so soothing to sit by the fire and listen to the sounds the fire makes; but, isn’t it even more soothing to listen for the silence within the fire’s roaring sound?

So, regardless of me being so far away from the San Shamans in southern Africa, I am still committed to listening to the inner silence within the One Heart Fire that they will ignite on May 24.  And I am committed to listening to the silence within You.

Please join me in practicing  Maha Gyan Agni Pranayam as a way to honor the San Shamans of southern Africa who will Ignite the One Heart Fire.  They are lighting this fire to acknowledge humanity’s transformation into the Ninth Wave of Creation, into enlightened unity consciousness.  Isn’t that beautiful?

Humble prayer:

May we realize that the silence within ourselves is the same sweet silence within all things and beings.  May we recognize the Love that dwells within the silence between the beats of the One Heart.  Sat Nam!

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Day Five

True human communion and the urgent need to nurture unity consciousness in our times call for radical transformation.  For this transformation to be soulful and aligned with Mother Nature, who needs political demonstrations?  Who needs debates and a whole lot of sensationalist drama?

For radical transformation that honors the Ninth Wave of Creation, humble prayers and shamanic ceremonial fire will do.

I visited the Four Winds website to learn

How to Create a Shamanic Fire Ceremony

These days leading up to the Ignite the One Heart ceremony, I intend to place all the Old Story on a spirit arrow and quietly request that the old story be transformed within the One Heart Fire.

Please join me in practicing Maha Gyan Agni Pranayam to honor the San Shamans of southern Africa as they hold an ancient ritual to Ignite the One Heart Fire on May 24, 2017.

Humble prayer:

May we continue to wrap our awareness around quiet prayers the way sunlight wraps its warmth around the trees.  May we dissolve every story into gentle communion with the One Heart.  Sat Nam!