It seems that the path to realisation of the Self passes through some tricks of our mind...
Imagine a human who believes he is a rock. For all his life he says that to himself; the others around him also call him a rock and also they all believe they are rocks themselves; for generations and generations its been like that; all the things around, the communities organisations, the way they move (or not), behave,...everything makes all of them reaffirm to themselves that they are rocks.
But then, someone comes and say, or something happens that makes him realise deeply that he is not a rock, but a human! That person at first will be so happy to realise who he actually was for all this time...he will discover new things about himself that he didn't know or that he ignored, he will be able to walk, to speak, to jump...
But after that first moment of realisation, he will start going back to his habits as a rock, and even if he knows and experienced that he is actually a human, he will inevitably assume rocky attitudes, perhaps still for a long time until he starts finally being and behaving like who he always was: a human. Afterwards, he spent his entire life creating habits as a rock, behaviour as a rock, believing he was a rock and everybody around him saying he was a rock and thinking they themselves were rocks. Everything around him makes him believe he is a rock. So, perhaps it will take years for him to not only know that he is a human, but to BE a human 100% of time. Perhaps he won't have enough life time to be able to BE human, to BE what he always was. Or maybe he will. Maybe he will simply start being a human, being himself...
Having had once that glimpse of (SELF)realisation of what he IS in fact, that mark will be with him forever. It will stay there, in the back of his mind, even if he decides ignoring it.
Usually, once in contact with Truth, you will never forget Truth.
Realisation of the Self passes through the same path... We've been always believing we are just this matter. When in fact we are THAT: infinite, timeless, nothingness.
...and the truth about that is soooo simple, it's just: "that's what you are. Trust it. Be it."
The path is open!
Drop fears, anxieties and expectations.
The path is clear and open before you.
Without these three witches, what can hold you back?
Put them away and realise by yourself what is left before you.
There is only one way to go.
Don't look to the right or to the left, even less behind you.
Focus on the path laying before you.
It has no obstacles, there are no doubts.
It's a non-refutable certainty when you see it because you see with the eyes of the soul,
which are not clouded by fear.
If I’m not afraid because I don't need to achieve anything, I'm not in a rush to get anywhere and I don't need to proof anything to anyone.
There is only a clear way in front of me
which I cannot deny because it pools me with a tremendous vital force;
the force of truth and the unquestionable certainty that this is the only path.
But the eyes have to be cleared.
for that, I should be able to breath.
Inhaling and exhaling completely and steadily.
Then the clouds go away and I am able to see the sky.
I think it was in one of Martha Graham’s interviews… A dancer said: “I know I can be an exceptional dancer and do great things. But I'm afraid of failure.” Martha replied something like: “we all have an impetuous creative force inside us that wants to come out. We are a vehicle which that force travels through. We need to let it out! It doesn't matter if it's good or bad, it needs to come out!"
There is no judgement on the outcome because it's the truth of my soul speaking. How can I judge that? How can I doubt it?
That's for all artists and for all human beings. As we are creators by nature.
During a home practice of ashtanga yoga sequence another day, I experienced an event which I called: the Detached Yoga. The term doesn't pretend to be a "new concept" or anything like that. It was just a term that came up to me when trying to describe the experience of my practice on that day.
In the detached yoga, there is a space (not a separation!) between the body moving and a certain 'entity' inhabiting the body, which I call 'the Self' (or the 'I').
'I' as the Self observe the body moving, realising the ashtanga sequence, but 'I' am not affected by the efforts of the body. In a way, the body moves in effort, but I stay effortless. My breathing is calm, deep and steady, while the body moves sometimes quickly and sometimes slow, sometimes soft, sometimes with resistance. But I stay constant. I observe the body from a certain distance, and I also observe the thoughts that come and go, the feelings that come and go, and I don't identify mySelf with them; I only acknowledge them.
In the detached yoga, I don't identify mySelf with the feeling of frustration or failure of not getting to do a certain movement or to keep the balance; I don't identify mySelf with the feeling of proudness neither of getting to achieve something;
I don't identify mySelf with the feeling of pressure for anything, or with the feeling of ambition to go an extra mile, because there is nothing to conquer or to overcome;
I also don't identify mySelf with the limits or with the pain of the body;
I don't identify mySelf with the unbalance, because the 'I' who inhabits the body is steady, calm and constant. Why should I lose my balance when I can fly?
Finishing the practice, I conclude that the "detached yoga" is actually Yoga itself. And that Yoga is beyond a physical practice. It's the attitude of being, it's the beingnes itself.
It's present everywhere and at every time, because it's you, it's your Self. Everything changes around me, things come and go, feelings come and go, experiences come and go, life and death come and go, but 'I' stay constant, steady, observing but not identifying. I play effortlessly with the changeable world, like a dance. Everything pass and go, but 'I' stay, unchangeable.
Hello! As you know, last month we were running a crowdfunding campaign to bring Fool’s Cap’s “The Unparalleled Adventure of One Hans Pfaall” to the 19thBRM Theatre Festival, in New Delhi, India. Unfortunately we didn’t hit our target, but...
...we came anyway! We received enough contributions to make it happen. So here we are, Delhi. Check the video of our journey from the airport to the city (first impression).
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"The Unparalleled Adventure of One Hans Pfaall", the story of a man going to the Moon by balloon, is now going to India!! Fool's Cap's solo show was selected to participate in the 19th Bharat Rang Mahotsav (International Theatre Festival of India) organised by the National School of Drama in New Delhi. The show was also selected to the Parallel Festival happening in Hyderabad and Pune.
10th of February 2017 - 20:30 New Delhi
12th of February 2017 - Hyderabad
14th of February 2017 - Pune
16th and 17th of February 2017 - Corporeal Mime workshop - Mumbai
Although the Festival covers all local expenses, internal flights and artistic fees, they don't cover the international flight tickets and visa fees. Which is the reason why we've decided starting this crowdfunding campaign.
We've already raised £550. But we still need £350 to complete our budget of £900:
2x return tickets to New Delhi = £766.00 (£383 each)
2x visa fees = £134 (£67 each)
TOTAL = £900
TEAM TRAVELLING TO INDIA
Malachy Orozco - technician
Vini Carvalho - performer / director
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