And so in waves it hit me,
It took me down and spiralled me sideways.
I lost my bearings, I lost my footing, I lost my mind.
When I awoke, I was in the darkness, with just the smallest slither of light.
It felt so far out of my reach, out of my ability to find.
I felt so totally and completely, helpless.
I had to let go, let go of expectations set so high, unreachable,
Let go of the ego.
and find my truth.
When I surrendered, then I could heal, then I could grow, then I could learn. * - being sick during a course where I had limited time to gain as much knowledge as I could, within a certain discipline that is as broad, complex and intricate as yoga , has not been fun. I went low and I got a little lost. But during this time, in order to come out of it stronger and more aware I had to be honest to myself. I was getting angry at the fact I was sick and missing classes, I was dissapointemt as I felt I was missing out on a once in a life opportunity, I was squandering this privilege I had afforded myself. I was expecting myself to achieve what I normally would, were I totally fit and healthy...complete madness. - because of being ill I was reminded that life's greatest lessons do not come within a class room, the practice of yoga is every day and for the rest of my life. I have not learnt as much on this course as I would have done had I been healthy, but the opportunity I was given to go deeper into my studying of meditation and pranayama, being given the time to put into practice what I teach and believe, to be reminded that everything I need is within me, home, love, comfort, healing, it's all within me. If I couldn't give that to myself when I needed it most...well then I wouldn't be the person that I am.
- by falling so low, I was given the chance to rise
На самом деле последнее время мне кажется,что вот ,допустим,идя домой,я что-то очень важное забываю в школе или что-то пропускаю.
Задумываюсь о том,что привычные для нас вещи совсем таки непривычны для других.
Я не знаю как все это сказать ,но в моих сохраненках куча фоток панелек.
Со мной вообще все нормально?
Marié Raffeneau is a photographer living in Montargis France whom I met whilst we were both on a residency together. We connected over names and fake eyelashes! Marié is working on the letter C...
"When I’m capturing my images, I always have the sensation of a sacredness impregnating the everyday life’s scenes before my eyes. Freezing these moments in time allows me to look at how we are projecting ourselves into the world around us. Other times, I use the representation of my own body as a support of my human growing fears and self construction. The skin is then used as a reflector and the ornaments as protective or stifling materials."
Above are some examples of Marié’s work titled as follows; 'En Silence', 'Exo-squelette', 'Feu d’artifice', ‘Fusion' and 'Longue Due’.
You can see more of Marié’s work at marieraffeneau.wix.com/marie-raffeneau