A Little Cavity Of Soil

My First Step On The Road To Divination

This post pertains to Earth Energy Contacts

Dear Reader,
This is from a Pdf file that was designed to be a flyer,
a physical sheet of paper to hold in your hands,
yet would take a personal attitude to you.
I’m explaining so you understand
the puzzling way it begins.

>Here’s my reasoning…
.. .. My obligations to you, Dear Reader, require me to
fill this page.

.. .. Meanwhile, on the other side of this paper sheet,
“Talking With Birds” and its “Special Note”, both
inexorably lead me on to thoughts of Yoga.

So that’s that; I will tell you something about Yoga.
>Well then.. ..

> First you must understand that later I would headlong flee
into the holy comfort of the embracing arms of Yoga,
flee there totally, but when did I do that?
.. .. .. .. immediately when released from my six most-active
years of soldiering,
.. .. with all those years’ heartbreak and activism finally
wrapped up enough to soothe my conscience,
.. .. understand that I would flee headlong to Yoga later,
as I’ve said.

> But this prior incident was first…

.. .. The last spring of Germany for me, my last
.. .. .. .. US Army private soldier spring,
.. .. .. .. .. .. by then relieved of my proper rightful duties as
a foot-soldiers’ mud-field mini-ambulance guy, me relieved
of that good duty,
.. .. .. .. after the month in Mannheim Jail which was almost
at the end of my government military service,
.. .. .. .. me involuntarily removed from the good and righteous
private-soldier mud-field ambulance duty,
.. .. .. .. .. .. THE LAST MANEUVER TRAINING SUMMER
EVER IN MY LIFE.
I had a mystifying Yoga experience in a piece of
military-maneuver woods one spring day,

A damp summer day really,
inside a small cavity in the soil
which taught me much for later.

I knew enough to lay down when I was really hurting.
The aches and sprains and staunching of occasional
small bleeding wounds, and the very serious winter
cold dangers, of foot soldiers often going out on
maneuver onto difficult land,
in the steep foothills of the Alps,
my fellow soldiers had taught me that,
taught me laying down when you’re really hurting
is very good.

And this upland damp forest was
unspeakably beautiful, as Korea taught me to see.

Nowadays I am an American Pagan,
an unusual Hindu-Euro enthusiasm first gone west
from the ancient Mystical East toward Stonehenge
in very old times.

So I’m saying my American Pagan religion it is an old
Hindu-Euro thing involving thinking like Hellenistic
Greek Alchemy did in fact think,
in case you’re interested in anything like that,
and I’m quite enthusiastic about it really.
But the point is,

In our religion generally we see Yoga as the most
simple and direct form of the Arts Of Spirit,
.. .. .. .. speaking from our point of view.
On principle that Yoga consults the wisdom
you have in all realms of your existence,
which Alchemy enlivens,
in case you’re interested in things like that.
And so,

That’s how this small depression in the deep leafy dirt,
.. .. a sponge nest same size as my body coincidentally,
.. .. over there a dappled shady few yards off the
forest path, me walking up over small wooded ridge top,
.. .. with army gear of some kind on my shoulder I was
humping over to somewhere it wasn’t yet,
.. .. explains how a small soft depression in the forest
ground over there was calling me,

Calling to me as tho thru ears I didn’t know I had.

No wonder then, obviously I went over there,

spied about to check the place was well enough concealed,
.. .. dropped whatever it was,
stupid object of the army,
.. .. and laid my self down,
and sank in immediately like soft butter into cream,
.. .. and felt connections open,
.. .. and so I closed my eyes, opening inner eyes
.. .. .. to unfamiliar visions.

>>A strange, powerful, beautiful, empowering
first experience of Yoga,
a first step on the road to Divination.

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
This is from my poetry sheet .. “Talking With Birds”
Part of booklet series .. “Vapes Shops Series”
The booklet overview page .. {-Here-}

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