We have reached that time of year where the seasonal shift can be felt in the texture and temperature of the air, the smell of Pine trees readying themselves for Winter, the colors of the leaves morphing like a Chameleon, and the rising and setting of the
Sun. That golden Star bathing the Earth with light and warmth begins its yawning ascent at later hours of the morning, and retires below the horizon earlier in the evening.
Rising before the first shards of light broke along the Skyline meeting Earthline, I walked to my hometown studio to teach my Sunrise yoga class. Cloaked by the evening darkness still lingering like a cosmic silhouette, I ran through the routine of unlocking the studio, turning on the lights, dimming the lights, playing music, and turning on the computer.
People began to roll in like gentle waves lapping at the shore. Still a bit sleepy and dreamy, they each unrolled their mats, setting up their rectangular practice space. Just as we were reaching that time where we'd settle into a seated position, one last person rolled in. This being, whom we all lovingly know as Vicki, carries with her a pervading zest and passion for life. With vibrant grace and playfulness, she strode through the studio doors and said with wonder-filled eyes, "Have you seen the Sunrise?!!!"
I hadn't. I had walked to the studio in the darkness of the morning, and begun my usual routine. And routines, though they have their place, send our awareness down a narrow channel where life is set out along the periphery.
She proclaimed, "You have to see the Sunrise. It's amazing!" She put her belongings down, hurried out the door, calling to all of us that we might follow her! We all ran out the studio door with Vicki ahead of us waving her arms through the air. Heart fully exposed to the oncoming day, she continued to call back to us with childlike excitement "Come on everyone, come see the Sunrise!"
Barefooted along the sidewalk, the cool cement beneath our feet, we all stood facing the East, and there, before our wide open eyes was the magnificent Sun just beginning it's daily ritual of loving light into the world.
We all stood, mouths agape, breath evaporating with each and every gasp, absorbing the moment with every cell of our being. We all stood, together, in wonder and amazement.
Not one person marveling and welcoming in the morning, but a collective of people.
Vicki made yet another magical proclamation: "We should do Sun Salutations out here to welcome in the Sun!" My heart swelled, my eyes could feel the soft salty water brimming at the edge of my eyelids, and my Soul danced. We offered a full salutation to the Sun, which, traditionally, is what the salutations were meant to be for - an honoring of the Cosmos that we are privileged to be a part of.
We raised our arms to a vast Sky, and folded our bodies inward, bowing to the Sun. We welcomed in the day, and offered our gratitude for being alive, and being kept alive by this magical wonder that glows as it treks toward an awaiting West.
Stepping back into the studio, our feet stained by bits of Earth that find their way onto the concrete jungle of a street, we sat down holding our experience close, allowing it to continue to work each of us. I had a lovely theme for class that morning, but it could not compare to the gift that came with Vicki drawing all of us out into the street to marvel at our ancestor and elder, the Sun.
I wondered (out loud, as we teachers do), what it would be like if we lived in a world in the way our ancestors lived? That every human being understood and lived in such a way that reflected our deep, intrinsic connection to all of life, Earthly and Cosmically? That in our interconnectivity, what happens to oneself echoes throughout the whole of existence. That worlds exist within worlds, and aspects of our existence, such as death, were embraced and honored. That every moment, every breath, every embrace is sacred.
I wondered what it would be like to live in such a world.
My invitation: Next time you see, hear, smell, feel something from the wild world that we have the distinct honor of living within, be wildly courageous - invite the childlike wonder within you to guide you, and grab the nearest people you can find and ask them to follow you! Stand, dance, sing out to Mystery in that moment, and breathe in the grandeur of being alive!
Love your light into the world the way the Sun loves its' light into the world.
"We have lost the cosmos, by coming out of responsive connection with it, and this is our chief tragedy... We and the cosmos are one. The cosmos is a vast living body of which we are still parts... What is our petty little love of nature -- Nature!! -- compared to the ancient magnificent living with the cosmos, and being honored by the cosmos."
- D.H. Lawrence, Apocalypse and Other Writings
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