in the name of...in the being of...in the presence of...alhamdulillah...
day eight on liquids, on forms of water - lemon water w/maple syrup, herbal teas, coconut water.
usually, in the past, when i have done liquid fasts, i usually begin with a vegetable juice fast and then transtion into the water portion for a day or two. but my juicer sits dead, and my soul requires a new body to house it, one that is cleansed of the sanitation that has been piling, the attachments that have growing, the filth that has vegetated like urban sprawl in dhaka, in kannur, in bangalore.
day 6 was mrityu mukshiya mamrita...death of shaitan's pleas for forgetting this fast, for conclusion, for lets make a truce. day 6 was exorcism of the intestines, large and small, of the stomach and esophagus. a flush. 4-5 hours of back and forth to the bathroom. ommmmm...
day 7 was release of the past, a departure from this body, of letting go on a dermal and subcutaneous level. sweated.
day 7 was swedhana, sweat, a sweat lodge that my boy holds keys to, passed down from the tradition of bear, after 15 years of apprenticing, of being chosen between the two brothers of the father bear.
day 7 was yesterday. watched the erection of stones being enflamed by the encasing slabs of wood. day 7, i sat and watched fire for 4 hours before we entered the lodge, before prayers. 16 of us in the lodge. 16, the number seven: 1+ 6.
came out of the lodge, after the fourth round, with circles, past lives orbiting my head, and leading me close to collapse. stood and took in the cold for a while, before we migrated indoors, had a ceremonial pipe passing, and then feast. sat and looked through the feast, the people i just sweated with, with plates heaped with arugulla and avocado salad, berries, blueberry pie, bowls of stew...sat with my lemon water and breathed new breaths.
kindred who led the sweat, told me earlier, when we sat and looked at the fire, that they fasted as a rite of passage in his tribe as well. it was 4 nights and 5 days. no food. no water. then, at the end, a sweat. right, i thought. in the way of prophecy, as described by the rishis. panachakarma. ramadhan, if done properly.
day 8 has been rest, has been in the womb, has been staying clear of crowds, and conversation. day 8 has been readings on brain health, on linoic acid, and glutathione, and active properites in blue berries. day 8 has been reading on the cure to cancer as described by dr. huda clarke.
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