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Many different pots with equal contents

Only when we are able to get deeper into our internal space in a yoga practice, becoming connected with the energy which is the original mother of all that has been and will be created, we might get in tune with the values of this age of Aquarius: Showing the contents rather than staring at the pots, realizing the fact that we are all different in who we are, yet being born from the same invisible force which is responsible for our existence on Earth.

The birth of a root vegetable called mankind

Do you feel the warmth of spring opening you up? All around us in our valley buds open under the sun warming the earth. Now we notice and smell the changes that come upon us...we the people are not different from potatoes and hyacinths, specially when you get into the habit of rooting down and branching out, as we do in our yoga practice. The deep earth that feeds all our needs after we have been created and together with that warmth of the sun, makes sure that we grow and are kept in shape.

A very Happy and supple New Year

From the valley of Eftalou,where the sheep are enjoying the fresh new grass thanks to an overdose of rain.
The strong winds bring cold air from the snowy mountains of Turkey and then suddenly changing to the warmer southern dessert wind...
Some days a bleak sun breaks throug the branches of the surrounding olive trees.
Quiet times, restful times where all gets restored and prepared for those Greek summers
With many good wishes for a wonderful year, angela and victor

We are being positively crucified into the world

The practice of yoga is a playful way to experiment and discover your total dependence on the environment..
The air you breath, the water you drink, the warmth of the sun at day and the moon in the coolness of the night.
A human mistake is the wish to become independent by creating a controllable sub-environment, as this confuses the
body’s intelligence to understand the nature of transformation and weakens the immune system.

Nature is the greatest friend we have....

Yoga leading to the architipal layers

There is a lot of noise around religions these days. Does God exist or is it a Goddess who created the universe. Should we be more scientific and look at facts? I do like to draw and paint and my inner world is as important to me as the outer world around me.
So I made this drawing today and things come to me when I look at it.
The world is round, although it appears here to be flat....
It has four directions, four seasons, splitting it into four sections or like the cell division after fertilization, creating a cross.

Archetypical Awareness of Duality

Awareness needs space and a total acceptance of what we are, not only this or only that. But all the colors of the rainbow. It asks for a certain detachment. The sun can't shine all the light through the thick rainclouds, yet with some space between the sun and the rain falling , we become aware of the colors of the appearing rainbow.

Awareness of Chaos and Knowing ( a watercolor)

Sitting and facing an empty sheet of watercolor paper, I find myself in a state where I give all controll away and waiting for whatever will come. I feel rather helpless and float in a state of Chaos.
Through my yoga practice I connect with that similar state by desolving whatever has clung to me, grabbing me as if it were essential to my existence ...a curious state of "not-knowing".

Myths are fingers pointing to the moon

When I look at the myth around the depiction of Patanjali, who was said to have written the yoga sutras, I wonder why his lower body showed the curled-up tail of a snake. The story about his birth tells of a reincarnation of Adisesa, the snake in the ocean of bliss, onto which Vishnu resides and how he fell from the sky into the hands of his devotional mother as a little tiny snake, who then took the human form of Patanjali, asking her to accept him as her son.

Freedom, Freedome, Freedumb, Freedump.

My breathing skin, a "gift" that connects me to the environment, my clothing has to be loosely woven for me not to suffocate my skin, my room that needs to open a window to the world around to keep some fresh air, my house to keep me safely moving out of my room, my garden fencing off the unwelcome strangers, my lane to allow me to walk safely into my city, into my province and into my land : My Freedom became my restriction , my self-made jail, far away from the open environment of the world.

Inner and Outer Worlds

"It takes a lot of courage and trust in yourself to be able to turn your back onto the one who is considered to be your boss".
The rat is the vehicle on which Ganesha rides
Ganesha is the elevated one, the son of Parvati and the adopted son of Shiva,
after He was beheaded and given the head of an old elephant
He now is the remover of all obstacles and lives in the realms of idealism, or heavens, for no human with the head of an elephant is able to comfortably ride a rat here on earth.....

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