I read it because I feel that very time we come on the mat we have the opportunity to tear away the coverings. And the coverings are the labels that we – and others – give us. Like the jobs we do that we might think define us, or thinking that I am a shy, or confident, or I am the kind of person who… you can fill in the blanks.
The invitation is to begin to notice how tightly we hold on to these words and notions of ourselves. So that maybe as we practice and breathe, we can begin to release the grip, and experience that flow of streaming beauty Rumi speaks of. So that we can choose the labels that are right for us now, as we are today. The invitation is to tune in to this song of being empty, tune into the silence so that our choices are not born out of conditioning, habits or our pasts.
It takes a some courage and fearlessness to give yourself the permission to dream without the ties of our what our histories seem to dictate or what we are so familiar with and used to. But now is the time to muster it.
Next time you are on your mat to practice, meditate or listen to the sounds of a gong bath, imagine the tearing of the metaphorical robes so you can enter into a new agreement with yourself. One that is steeped in the truth of this moment, and in the transformative power of listening to the song of pure silence and peace.