Peeling off the layers of the Self

Last week, I recorded several yoga videos for the Hirslanden clinics (Clinique de la Colline), in an attempt to transmit what I, so far, learned from my knee injury and in general from that accident which took place 4 months ago.

As I reflect on what my world was 4 months ago, it seems like another age with a skin which had to peel off...I was then able to jump on my two feet, travel everywhere with always some kind of plan ahead, bubbling with myriads of dreams....Until confinement arrived in my physical body first, as a preamble to the “bigger” confinement which would then swipe our collective feet from the ground and from our illusioned certainties.


A double dose of confinement hit me then. I cried, I cried with or without tears, feeling so powerless & lonely at times.

I knew that the only way to be back on my «feet» was to return to my body, in some ways or another. I knew my body (even injured) was the doorway to the overall healing, physical or emotional. I knew transmutation would only take place if felt in the body and not as a concept created by the mind. You see, our minds are so powerful in creating all kinds of concepts & stories. Until they are met in the tissues of the body, they only exist as an illusion somehow. Awakening takes place in the body, nowhere else.

I embarked on that healing journey without knowing when it could end (a bit like this pandemic) but I stopped asking questions and let aside the story of victimhood. I accepted the moment, the situation, my injury, my body....as there were, now. Day by day renewing the practice. Letting go of the struggle to let is be, whatever needed to be.

And, I truly started healing, and pretty fast actually, giving myself the opportunity to feel everything in the most subtle way never experienced before. Entering the body as a new encounter, embodying that shape, that new vessel of me. Curiosity was then my mantra.

I offer this journey of healing in those videos soon to be released.
In the process as I witness this recording & filming, I asked myself: «what is me» at the end? «Am I the one sitting on the mat»? «Or am I the one displayed on camera»?

What are those veils we all have? How many layers of me do I have? Because that lady on camera is for sure a version of me and so is the one sitting on a mat.

Peeling the layers to the Self is my ultimate passion, exploring with a forever taste of curiosity, and loving to facilitate the journey IN is the essence of my current yoga offerings & classes.
What is you? The authentic you, not the conditioned one? What is the shape of you telling you? What are those layers of you to be tasted? There is only one of you, only one me, how fascinating...and finally, how do our respective fabrics connect to one another in the greater sense of the Self?

There is nothing that I am not and there is everything that I am.

If you are curious about this types of journeys, please join me in one of my classes? This summer, it will be every Tuesday at @alive & Thursday at @yogaflame.

I bow to this journey we call Life. 🌈🌸✨

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