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…. so I’m kneeling, ok?  Watching Andrei Lappa introducing the awesomeness that is Shiva Nata . I have my just-a-little-bit-more-challenging-than-usual question in mind to be flailed into clarity by my practice (more of that later) and there are a bunch of butterflies doing sambas through my whole torso. Not just in my belly, oh no, this is no local butterfly-samba-crew jamming on a Tuesday morning… there’s a whole Rio’s worth of carnival going on in here.

So I notice this.

And I notice that there’s also a light tension in the base of my throat… which is probably keeping the butterflies from storming my brain and causing all hell to let loose. Can’t have that ….

And it’s at this point that a gap appears.

Or more precisely, a gap makes itself apparent. It’s a space. And also a non-connection. It’s between my right sitz-bone and my right heel.

I’m kneeling on a blanket in front of the fire (and the video). Everything points to the continued presence of gravity… you know, furniture on the floor and the like. So really there’s no particularly good reason I can see for my right sitz-bone not to be resting easily on my right heel, just like its partner the left one is.

No good reason other than ‘maintaining the status quo’. Hmmm… did I just say that? Further hmmm … I’ve discovered a status, and it has a quo. I wonder. Why would this sitz-bone choose to hold itself out of gravity this way? And even more interestingly, what would happen if it made a different choice?

And in the meantime, I breathe. Fully. Easily. Lightly.

Which is when the minor miracle happens..  gravity steps in and does its thing. With the combo of easy breathing and more focussed attention, my sitz bone expands its awareness and feels the pull of gravity more fully..and realises there are easier ways to be here…and in fact that it could even rest. On my heel! As the awesomeness of this information rushes in, it drops.

And my world subtly changes one more time. The tension holding back the samba-butterfly-crew at the base of my throat begins to dissipate as my mind’s-eye traces the connections. From knee-to-ankle base on the floor, up through my newly balanced working-together-as-a-pair sitz bones and pelvis, my spine stretches itself out, luxuriating in the samba rhythms now pulsing freely through each cell.

And all the butterflies ?  … they flutter excitedly into my head, brain and through my mind to spill out here as this first Postcard from Lindsay’s body.

Yeeha !