Traveling around this planet like a ferrel bodhisattva love warrior, a lover and liberator of all beings that has returned to the wild, on a mission to free the remaining captives on earth; a task we might each consider in our deepest personal hour; starting with ourselves of course. Moving across borders, through cities, countries and continents, via planes, trains, buses and taxis; cloaked in a body, equipped with the iPad, Prada, Gucci, and all manner of jet star apparatus that seems the required dress code to access the global stream that flows in the direction towards the scarce, yet tangible presence of the true humanity within us all; standing firm to face the sun and moon in the unending cycle of satchitananda, to consciously embody your bliss.
Traversing new ground in search of deeper inter-being, I recently found myself under a mist strewn full moon walking down an alleyway in the twilight, turning a corner to sudden eye contact with the local alley cat who seemed to read my soul like an enlightened guru waiting for this encounter to unfold. That meeting shot me back to an earlier time in the high Sierra mountains of California, where I was living the native way in the deep woods as a teen. I was moving along a high rock river, foraging for food, where I came upon a mountain lion breathing in the dawn; who simply held my gaze from a heart stopping distance. Instantly I knew she had me. Her large paws held the rock with true Sthira Sukham Asanam, the yogic scripture which describes a steady comfortable connection. My little wooden spear for fishing seemed suddenly inadequate in that moment. That puma let me live, and to this day I am grateful for her teaching.
We do possess the tools from our sadhana, our practicing path, that gives us the minerals to respond to the world’s imbalances with acts of localized generosity and courage that we source from our shaktipat, our awakened grace. Twelve thousand years later, we’re still hard-wired for enlightenment. Since that time when we separated ourselves from the beginning of the mass domestication and modification of plants and animals, the yogi/ni was born; men and women who lived in the presence of nature as their soul’s purpose, preserving their wildness through the protection of the wild herself.
It could be said that when we align and engage our physical bodies with the ground and with gravity, that energetic alignment with the cosmos is spontaneous. This dynamic, which is intrinsic to all beings, awakens the natural law of attraction to the sacred timing of life. Some would call this relatonship karma, or destiny. Call it what you will. The universe works. Accept the good . . . and love animals.
Duncan Wong is a pioneer of the organic flow movement and creator of the Yogic Arts synthesis system. He is expecting identical twin sons any day now with his amazingly lovely Japanese wife, Junko Saito. They live in the South Japan Island of Kyushu with their grandpa toy poodle, Bebe, who is 80 in dog years this year.
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