the hunted lay with their backs to t.vs that spit their feces through the mouths of actors that tell news. abc cnn ny times develop myths to propogate... and i wonder of they themselves begin to believe in their exceptionalism... the other day, yesterday, a woman was talking about how ridiculous it would be to vote for jill stein, and how those who do are idiots and are putting the nation in danger of trum like 2016 and went on to say how israel has a right to defend themselves and she doesn't know how people can talk about palestenians as being from that land, jews were there before... somehow her liberalism is t vote for harris not a scary despot like trump and yet whne it comes to her ehtnicity, her religion, and anything concerning it she is an exception, her whole lot of blue and white stripes are... they carry a fire bigger than the sun on victimhood, while burning down anyone on stake who dares to critique the holocaust they wage on palstinians... deep... real deep... how do you argue with people who wear the cape of victim and at once can have your career smeared, amputated, see you out on the streets if you so much as whisper about their genocides... shhh... who cares about that..
...how amazing and beuatiful that there are people who fight against this beast knowing that on the world stage that is staged by the trophy winners of victimhood, these men will be painted as bearded and crazy and miltiant... the story of the colonizer occurs again and we watch and allow...
...bismillah... bismillah for all that was all that is...
this past month has been driving... has been massages, therapies, marma, of seeing points in the body light up, of watching how learning becomes an embodied practice and how that emboiement bevomes the learning, of lists and lists of people interested in going deeper in unravelign their story - rewriting it in the workshop on charactr, on connecting deeper with the earth and its plants in the herbal workshop, in going deeper in yoga learning its secrets, having a practice getting guidance in it, in the yoga clinics and classes, in people who seek help, support for their health, their wounds in the day to day work... and in watching me growing deeper in presence deep presence in one thing at a tie, in sequence of oga... in know what comes first and then whats next and then... in my practice... in deep presence in listening and doing bodywork and counsel... in reflecting back, in making cmpairsons, in listening, in deeper listetning what isnt said.. in foraging, in learning the plants and their micro seasons... in watching our daughter grow, yell for attention, acknowledgement - hey! hse seems to yell if she sees you and if you don't. she's just not getting why you wouldn't just nod, smile, play with her... isnt that why ware all here? and since you dont she imagines you must not have seen her, and so she yells... not at you, but for you to See...
...this past month i am learning to be deeper in emditaiton in pause, in Love woth my wife and child and the Oneness... this past month was nyc and back and my village... ammu n abbu n cb and us... and togetherness... this past full moon... reflection on a wound, on an injusry... that through rest, prayer, Surrender... continued practice and work has subsided all praise is due... this past month, i learned how much more improtant it is to be in yoga one thing at a time and not yoga to go through time... this past month writing has been sporaic but i learned a lot about chracter, about a character needing something, about them chaning, about them being flawed, about them wanting what it is they pretend like they don't want but when given the chance, about them being alive, breathing, so you hear them next to you and wonder about them, that they haunt you, the way they think about yoga, the way they do it, the way esther greeewood and her shoveling herself into dirt haunts you, the way doreen running off with men twice her age haunts you, the way chracters who you know will bleed will haunt you, that you take thm with you, carry them, becaue you love them, becaue they are your frined...
...this month, in moving forwrd wak early, one thing at a time, go deeper it he sequence of things... in the dicipline of writing, yoga, cooking - practing a skill to row deeper in it... this month, schedule to hold courses and see clients with time ehough for love lover family... this month the family hosue and our scond child... iA... the mantra... discilpship in my arts... you don't do by reaidng about it, bu by doing it - marma, drawing, cooking, yoga... be a disciple... i am a disciple of...
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