small choices every day

Today looks especially explosive, so let me get out what I can while I can. I've been sinking into my practice to sustain me: walking for miles, chanting for hours, anchoring my body into the shapes, mudras and mantras that are supportive: Gayatri, Prajna paramita, Asato ma, lots of first and second chakra asanas– it's in me, so I share it back out, serving as vessel, vehicle. I don't know if it helps anyone else, but it's helping me move with and through all that's unfolding.

I didn't want to get out of bed because I was warm, so comfortable. The blankets so soft. Sleep is precious. I've been dragging this sore body through the T-square these past few days. Grand Cardinal Cross perfects today. The past eight years of Chiron in Aries on my ass, directly returned to where it was when I was born. My deepest wound, one of deserving– an existential doubt about being worthy of life.