Conversations with My Temple- otherwise known as: Unexpected Pleasant Encounters (UPE)

We should be so fortunate to live a life of Unexpected, Pleasant Encounters (UPE). For the most part, all my encounters are pleasant- expected or unexpected.  There are times though where it just comes out of left field. You wonder why, you analyze, but ultimately you just let it be and be grateful. 

2015 is but a few days old, and I have had an UPE.  As one looks back at a series of UPEs in their lives, one tends to look for a pattern.  As my father said, 'there is a pattern to chaos.' For me, most of my UPEs came about because I was doing something I loved to do.  Not always, of course, but the ones that stand out specifically right now happened this way. 

Physically and chemically, you wonder what is happening when you are doing something you love to do.  Again, for me, I'm taking the example of yoga. The endorphins, the increased oxygen-flow to the brain, the release of sweat that detoxifies to bring about an inner shine- all these 'things' produce something visible in me, or on me, I think.  In this heightened state, it's as if one is invincible.  The best of you on the inside is manifesting on the outside.  It is an attractor definitely.  I don't need to wonder about that. 

I remember writing years ago about how I felt most 'religious' when I was active in sports.  Perhaps that's the wrong term.  Maybe it's 'spiritual' or it's when I'm the closest at figuring out the secrets of humanity and the existence/purpose of Homo sapiens.  I don't really know.  But I know this is the state of reality that I like to dwell in.  Sometimes I lose sight of how vital this 'feeling' or 'energy' is to me, but not usually for long.  I know I can go through this inner turmoil about running.  There are just phases where I decide that I don't want to go out and run- for no reason at all really.  I can convince myself (my mind tricks my body) of this for random periods of time honestly, but that day when you return... THAT. 

What is THAT?  Yes, I love when my body frees itself from my mind.  Of course there are a lot of external influences that add to this internal ping-pong game of mind over body and body over mind.  Tag team, you're it.  Yep, just ride that wave long and far... For the past few years my living situation hasn't always been condusive to my inner desires manifesting itself outwards.  I'm certainly not walking around in a bikini 50% of my time over here.  I'm certainly not partaking in various recreational treasures that I'm so accustomed to.  I'm certainly not able to just pop into Mana Foods and buy organic produce (I can here, but it's so extremely expensive so in effect I can't).  I'm not living the irie life I've been accustomed to most all of my life.  But you know what, I can still obtain 'that feeling.' I have my means.

You adjust.  You find creative solutions.  You have no choice.  It is survival.  Keeping my mind and body clean is my survival zone. There are toxic environments wherever one goes.  The toxicity simply changes.  You learn your dose.  You learn your overdose.  There are days here when I overdose. I become so world weary that I simiply don't want to get out of bed.  What do I do?  Well, I don't go to yoga. I don't run (I effectively talk myself out of these healing activities). Instead, I grab my computer and hard drive and prop myself up in bed and watch movies all day and eat popcorn with Brewer's Yeast and Japanese spices on it.  I burn incense.  I make smoothies, etc.  Whatever it takes to make this Unexpected Unpleasant Encounter (UUE) more tolerable. 

Take this morning for example.  I was hungover (UUE) .  I was hungover because of a previous UPE... So, this is ultimately a good thing, right?  Right. Now, my previous intention was to go to Bikram Yoga class this morning at 8:30 am.  I didn't expect the bodyache that would result, and was thinking to cancel out of class.  Then I started to wonder, to analyze, and to ultimately become grateful- for the bodyache (UUE that resulted from UPE). I projected into the future and asked myself, "How will I feel at 10am today?"  My body answered, "F*CKING AWESOME HOLLY." Right then I knew, fly outta bed (I had 15 minutes to get up, shower and get outta the house) and head to Al Hamala.

Before class I was a bit nervous as I have been hungover before, sure.  But I've never been hungover and attended a Bikram Yoga class.  In a previous blog entry I've explained the concept of Bikram Yoga so my dear readers already know that it is grueling and performed in a heated room to 104º F. I wasn't sure what was going to happen, but I just gave in, or my mind gave into my body's will.  What resulted was incredible.  I had a KICKASS practice.  I stuck nearly every single standing pose in fine form and had no flexibility issues whatsoever.  I nailed it.  I owned it. I did have to burp a few times in order to breathe properly, of course. 

This UPE reminded me of another UPE in yet again another yoga class a few days ago.  There were 2 of us in class. We had personalized attention from our teacher.  We were 2 wayward souls on the same plane of existence inside the yoga shala.  We didn't even know each other, yet gained strength from one another. My first thought was, "wow, here is a dude that is a yogi." My 2nd thought was, "shit, his side crane posture is really nice." So here it is again, 2 units of energy heading for a collision- better known as an UPE. What is the connection? What is the sanctuary? YOGA.  Yoga and the ability for the body to overcome the mind.  Not simply 'overcome', but to innately desire to rule.

But I digress... Back to this morning... During Savasana (Corpse Pose), I just felt grateful.  Grateful that my body didn't listen to my mind.  Grateful that THAT still holds sway in my Queendom. I rolled up my yoga mats in a zen-like manner making sure that all sides were even and stood up.  On the floor was my shell- a pool of sweaty remembrance as to what I shed.  I shed my fear and came to class.  I shed my ego and let my soul free. I shed about 2 pounds of water weight no doubt in the process as well... I took one last look at that pool of sweat that I was lying in and slinked off- lighter and happier for the experience. It symbolized what my body achieved.  It laid waste to my mind and my former ego. It was like a bloodbath, that class. The battlefield of love and higher consciousness. No one really loses.  I mean, my ego will grow back.  My ego will attempt to destroy my body.  My body will fight back with love and overcome.  Love shall prevail.  Such is life: UPEs vs UUEs.

At the end of class another UPE materialized, in the form of a lovely Colombian woman. She came up to me to say that I was amazing and that she was just following me!  I did admit to her downstairs my dilemma and she laughed and said she was a bit 'fuzzy' as well from the previous night. So, not only something kickass was going on internally with me, but it was manifesting externally- enough that someone took notice and thought that it was helpful. 

My Temple knows...Time to feed it some Mana from the Gods.  That is currently translated as watching Season 1 of The Walking Dead.  I'll figure out something more creative to feed it tomorrow :)