The goddesses veins

Yesterday we travelled through the veins of the goddess in the
cenotes of Quintana Roo, Mexico.

The ancient Mayans threw their dead into the cenotes.
They believed we came from the waters and must return
to the waters. The cenotes for them were the underworld,
the elysian gardens.

It really felt like a place close to spirit when Fenton and
I arrived at the cenotes. The atmosphere was so still.
Like the stillness of death or deep meditation. It had a similar
presence to a cemetry but instead of the barren emptiness,
here the energy was clean and full of life.

Diving for me is like facing death, i find it very scary,
so many factors in my vivid imagination could cause me to
die. So I ask the cenote (in my mind) for permission to enter
and pray that I will survive.

Flor de Maria my motherly yet (pushy in a nice way) diving
instructor and another Mexican man were our guides. As we took
our last look at the surface she motioned me go down.
As I went down, It felt like I was doing a trust exercise. Where
you lean back and trust people will catch you.I had to trust
their was nothing else I could do except focus on the basics,
breathing and being aware of where I was at all times.

My yogic training helped to relax me, and I started to look around
here I was in an alien environment. The environment of water.
The first cenote or cave had many fish, beautiful catfish with
whiskers and these other little fish that liked to nibble on my
toes. We dived down to 40 feet and started going through the
cavern now their was no light above us, only a roof made of
stalitites and rock. I shone my torch and started looking
around me. It was beautiful ahead I could see a tourquise
hole the opening of another cenote. We swam towards it.
hitting the halocline (or the place where salt water meets
the fresh). I felt like I was looking through a photoshop filter
everything looked blurry and colours where distorted. I swam up
now the floor looked blurry and the diver ahead of me was
in focus. I was above the halocline and looking down into it.

We continued the journey, it was amazing, the stones,
the peacefulness, at times I felt like I was flying that I could
breath underwater. then I felt like I hated the taste of the
tank air, it made me feel sick, I was breathing a toxin.
We followed the rope almost to its end then returned
back to the entrance. What an experience. I felt glad that
I had survived, I was spacey and yet anxiety bubbled up
at the though of the next cenote we were going to dive.
Once again I was going to have to face my mental death.

Thankyou for letting me survive, thankyou for the unusual
experience, and thankyou to my caring husband who
I fall deeper in love with everytime he looks after me when
I am in utter need underwater.

Kundalini Yoga Classes

Kundalini Yoga with Siri Mukh Kaur (aka Naomi Gibb)

I am once again conducting Kundalini yoga classes at the Blue Lotus Centre.

Come to experience this ancient, sacred science and revitalize your
immune, nervous, and glandular systems while increasing your
energy, health and well being.

Each Kundalini yoga session will focus on breath techniques, asanas
(postures), increasing flexibility, and stress relief through deep relaxation
and meditation. You will learn to focus your mind and body to create inner
harmony and good health.

Classes are held once a week on Wednesday from 9.30 to 10.45am.
The first four weeks will focus on good, general, all round Kundalini yoga
sets that help to remove stress from your daily life.

Venue:: The Blue Lotus Yoga Centre, 33-2414 Main St. ( www.bluelotus.ws)
Cost:: $14 per class drop-in or buy a Serenity pass for
$40 for 4 classes or
$80 for 9 classes

Classes begin and end on time and each class caters for all levels of experience.

For more information or to register contact:
Siri Mukh Kaur (Naomi Gibb):: sirimukh@gmail.com or naomigibb@gmail.com
David:: david@bluelotusmusic.com ph 604 685 0551