As the days go by, I find that one of the tools I have that can help me feel better, but I just take for granted and do not pay much attention to, is my body. I can use it to distract myself, to feel good and useful. Yoga sessions, cycle rides, showers and long walks make me feel light, happy and healthy.
This dense physical structure called the body is not the real me. It is a vehicle that carries that which is beyond birth and death. Yet within its impermanence lies concealed the splendour of our essential and immortal reality. Eckhart Tolle describes the concept of an invisible inner body, veiled by the gross body that we can see and touch. It is the doorway into Being.
For brief periods of time I can keep my attention on the inner body and that keeps me from loosing myself in my mind. Thoughts, emotions, desires and noises coming from the outer world don’t seem to have much hold on me. I can stay anchored in the Now. However this happens for short intervals of time. I need more practice, to be mindful of my inner body when I work, listen, speak, read or sit still.
“As long as you are in conscious contact with your inner body, you are like a tree that is deeply rooted in the earth.”
You’re a butterfly emerging visibly from your chrysalis.