Friday, 7.22.05: My Green Fields
I take yoga 3 times a week. It's a nice way to combine exercise with a sort of meditation. You're supposed to let your mind go blank and concentrate on your breathing and your postures. I'm not great at it and I can't always block out my To Do List, but a certain harmony does take hold.
Balance postures: The best way to keep your balance (if you're standing on one foot, say) is to look at something that isn't moving. If you are daring and confident, you close your eyes.
If I'm "in the zone," I can keep my balance by letting my eyes see a scene that's only in my head. It's a very specific vision.
The more intensely I can visualize a sweeping panorama of terraced rice paddies, the better my balance. The focal point is a little man down there with a water buffalo. If I can really stare into this scene, my balance is great.
Isn't that weird? I've wondered why that scene is so wired into me. It's a real place, on the island of Sulawesi in Indonesia. I've always been mesmerized by the patterns in tightly terraced hillsides and glowing green rice paddies, but on that day in 1997, I thought I was looking down on a perfect place. I could look into it forever, like you can look into a fire or at the ocean.
But fires are flickering orange and oceans are frothy gray-blue. My panorama is shimmering green.
Since I'm doing yoga, I looked up what the color green means in the Hindu tradition.
This tradition recognizes a system of chakras, or wheels of energy up the length of your spine to your head. Each chakra has an associated color and function (from Wikipedia):
So, if I follow along, my heart center is the source of my balance.
From Bella Online, their New Age section:
I can't really say what it all adds up to, but this morning these thoughts are stretching my mind.