Sep 24 2006 89 mins 1
Yeay! Sorry about last week all. Got a little overwhelmed with my life ;) Here's some stuff I talk about in this week's episode, please you must check out some of this stuff:
Vic Hennegan (the music behind my intro)
Rachel Kann- www.inspirachel.com, http://www.myspace.com/rachelkann, itunes page to buy 'I know this'
I Know This
[ poets be slammin ] - 12.03.01 - by: Rachel Kann
I know this,
This, I know:
all that I have, all that is me,
resides inside my poetry,
and every time
I write a rhyme
it might be the line
that sets minds free.
And also I know that I don’t know shit!
And the more I know, the more I realize it.
I know that for all the pain I’ve cried
there is the exact same balance of joy on the other side
of that coin
joined
with
the thinnest slip
of membrane
same goes for
crazy and sane
truth and lie
answer and why
because I know this:
this universe operates with a divine
tug of war teeter-totter,
bringing order and balance like the tide does to water,
like I know that each wave rolls back to the sea
retreating from me into deep green eternity,
and I know that I am free!
(...well, at least in my mind if I wanna be...)
I know that some things sound good to me in theory
but in point of fact, suck ass in actual practice,
like communism and pornography.
I know that its impossible
to really know
where anyone
is coming from
so who are we to judge ‘em?
I know that some
things are so dope they transcend their category
and its important to see the glory
in the ordinary.
Like, I know there’s Nag Champa,
and then there’s all other incense.
I can’t see putting Earl Grey up against any other tea,
Lash Out isn’t even on the same plane as other mascaras comparatively,
and I know there’s R&B,
and then there’s Otis Redding.
I know that most things
are much greater than the sum of their parts,
and that that’s the real definition of art.
Like, brownies are good, and so is whipped cream,
but you put ‘em together
and its this whole other chemical fucking thing,
like John Lennon and Paul McCartney singing harmony,
like masturbating as compared to an orgy...
I know that everything
within this
surface glimpse
of reality
is infinitely
simple and perfectly
complicated,
and I know that being jaded and over it
is way overrated
and I know that the colors of this world only seem faded
in direct relation
to the darkness with which your mind’s eye is shaded,
and you made it
that way.
And you can choose to change your vision’s prismic range. Today.
And I know you got to help a friend who’s down.
And I know that no matter where you end up,
you’re still from your hometown.
And I know you got to know how
to listen to the sound
of your own heartbeat in the dead quiet of night sometimes,
and I know that can be so frightening...
...but I also know that
the deepest darkness is always the most enlightening,
and I know that fresh cold cantaloupe
tastes like the perfect first kiss,
and I know that
Lao-Tzu, and Moses, and Mohammed, and Buddha, and Allah, and Jesus, and all those dudes
knew some deep ass shit,
But I also know that we all hold
the same eternal truths in our hearts deepest pit.
It’s because
I know that we are made of the same stuff
as the sun
and moon
and farthest star
and that all that we are
is manifest energy
and that we already have everything we could ever need
if we could just begin to see clearly,
and I know that the world will continue to spin,
and I know that one day... you will let me in
and we will begin
to love in
a fashion
I couldn’t fathom
existed
and we will laugh at the fact that we ever resisted
this blissful togetherness,
and the sex will be off the charts!
‘Cause we’ll both be super freaky,
but we’ll be fucking from the heart
‘cause our loving
will be a something
where the whole is much greater than the sum of its parts,
(we are artists, after all, so what would fate have as make besides art?)
And I know that outside of this space time frame,
we are one and the same
we’re a part,
not apart,
so I know I can wait patiently for it to start,
and far out,
I may seem to be,
and maybe you so me as wacky,
but baby, the fact be,
that I am a poet,
and as all true poets do,
I’m mainlining the spiraling spherical
truth of the universe
turning it out and into lyrical
wholeness.
And
I know this.
This, I know.
Here's the Class sequence:
Warm ups
half sun salutations x 2
sun salutations x 2
Crescent x 2
Deep Lunge with Chattarunga Arms
Twisting Downward Facing Dog
Parsvakonasana/Side Angle Pose
Trikonasana/ Triangle Pose
Ardha Chandrasana (half moon pose) into standing splits variation with hips squared into a twisting lunge into Vashistasana (side plank pose)
Handstand
Standing Hip Stretch
Wide Uttanasana Twist
Eka Pada Rajakapotasana/Pigeon
Pigeon twist variations
Parsva Bakasana
Standing hip stretch with twist (optional arm balance)
Lunge thigh stretch with twist
Dhanurasana/Bow pose
Urdhva Dhanurasana/Upward facing bow x 3
Marichyasana A
Ardha Matsyendrasana
Supta Padangustasana
easy twist
