I simply could not just ignore my body odor in the search
for inner peace
Got flipped off while talking to Sally on my cell driving to
my yoga class
Well, actually I go a couple times a week and it’s only $35
a month
I think I really noticed something after only a couple of
classes
The other day I almost touched my toes for the first time
since I cant remember when
I was really getting out there as we lay in the corpse
position, then I fell asleep
It felt sorta like I saw myself take off silently in one of
those rescue helicopters
Why, the traffic didn’t even bother me as I drove alone all
the way back home
I think I scratched the side of a hybrid floating out of my
SUV in their parking lot
Shutting down my comm device, I was shedding my earthly
concerns before the class
I knew I needed another measured portion of the infinite,
really soon
I was still a pilgrim despite the deeply worn tracks I
followed thru our rodent warrens
I dropped my thoughts of dinner and even forgot all about my
office foes for just a moment
I sought to see myself on a lovely beach in a rainbow sunset
framed by reflecting clouds
I was only dimly aware of a woman’s gas in front of me as we
assumed the next position
I repeated the computer-generated nonsense syllable that was
my unique personal mantra
I pursued this inner quest as vigorously as I had pushed to
get the kids thru school
My husband said he had learned to meditate as well and he
practiced on the couch at night
Visions of the eternal void maybe just came to me in short
bursts, as I exhaled
I took to going barefoot in loose clothes at times, in the
privacy of my own home
My cooking shaded away from meat and towards instant
packaged Asian main courses
Sometimes I felt a twinge of guilt sipping on a Latte instead
of bathing in the Indus
After a long internet search I found a guided Indian
Enlightenment tour with a real guru
I began to see a bit of God in all the plants and insects as
I sprayed and weeded my garden
Passionate conservatism began to make a lot more sense as my
eyes slowly opened
I peeled off layers of consciousness with the onions,
searching thru my life’s mandala
Many weekends I applied but a half coat of makeup and wore
my hair quite simply
There was so much more to me than these well-tended suburbs
could ever reveal
The occasional housekeeping haiku began appearing in my
personal diary
I wrote down the dreams that awakened me and tried to fathom
them as I blew dry
Sometimes the New Age music cable channel brought quiet,
purging tears to my eyes
I spent 20 minutes in the park listening for songbirds on my
way to grocery shop
Changed my ring tone to a soothing melody and tried to let
up on the car horn
Began to sense the triviality in the banal and un-insightful
existence of others
Adopted a Tibetan orphan overseas on the internet and walked
dogs at the shelter
Took
comfort in knowing that I was following the ancient path of enlightenment
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