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.
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".
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.
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.
"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.....