Intentional Flow
Spaceship bodies have minds for drivers, and souls for passengers.
I donât know if I have a mantra, but Iâve been saying that a lot these days. I suspect you could limit it further to soul spaceships. Or soulship. Or soulspace.
Either way, my spaceship was hurting in places that I hadnât really hurt in a while, namely, my upper inside left groin, along some kind of super tight band that would need some kind of an apology from me later, if I ever survive this yoga class.
We move throughout space and time, but they both only really negatively affect the body. The harder we go the stronger we get, but the longer the go, the more our bodies break down. Especially once we start to slow down and take easy ways out.
My idea to combat this is yoga. The ancient art of wondering what youâre doing and sneakily trying to look at other people to see if they have any idea either.
Our mind is a gigantic pleasure and pain receptor and uses the two of them to decide when it wants to go somewhere and when it wants to stop going. An entirely pleasurable path leads to binge watching successive seasons in sweatpants. An entirely painful path leads to... actually Iâm not sure about the pain side of things. Iâm very familiar with my sweatpants though, which probably explains why thereâs so much pain in this stupid Warrior 1 pose.
The significance of the number denotes what I imagine to be the order in which the poses are meant to be performed, and which could trace its roots to ancient history very easily. Warrior One features a perpendicular-to-the-ground front shin bone and eyes and front body facing straight ahead with arms stretched out to the sky.
This is obviously the part of the battle where the warrior gives up at sight of the enemy. Which gets confusing when they both Warrior One simultaneously. Although all those up-stretched arms must have made quite a sight on Battlefield One.
Warrior 2 is another legs spread pose but instead of arms up they are pointing front and back with hands face down. Legs in a pseudo-lunge stance, with feet perpendicular to each other, but that same straight up and down shin-bone persists.
The key to planetary success is balance. Between pleasure and pain, wealth and poverty, generosity and self-care, but upon the life we lead there are certain cultural limitations that stop us from advancing as far as weâd like to.
âCulture is the collective programming of the mind which distinguishes the members of one category of people from another,â wrote Geert Hofstede in 1984. But he admits in a 2017 interview with Psychology Today that âcultural dimensions donât exist in real life. They are only a way of understanding a very complex world.â
Our limitations on this planet, whether it be the inability to travel, or to spend money on something, or to pursue a career in a particular track, are imagined. (Except for physical limitations, I, for one, have yet to be able to fly, no matter how hard I flap my arms.) Our body and mind are defined sharply by culture absorbed in our formative years. Our soul is contained by no such limitations, but will adhere to the limits placed on it by the mind and body.
Our goal as planetary citizens should be to break down the cultural limitations holding us back from achieving a united truth-seeking population dedicated to helping and loving each other, and granting our respective souls the opportunity to thrive in any environment.















