The Joys And Burdens Of Being Perpendicular

I was rolling from one yoga pose to another, it was time to do a headstand. Once my hands are firmly planted on the floor and beside my ears, I thrust my trunk up and gingerly stabilize my body onto the back of my up turned elbows. With one last burst of energy I propel my pelvis and legs right up into a mind twisting perpendicular position.

The crushing burden of the law known as gravity began arresting every firing neuron in my brain, as my mind attempts to coddle my soul, saying things like " now your head can enjoy a few seconds of what your feet endure 24/7.

At this point I keenly become aware of my 160 pound body and it's impact on mother earth--times seven billion other people who're now registered to be standing on her surface.. This doesn't include mountains, trees, beast and cars, trains and currently flying planes.

By the time I've finished enduring the massive burden of my weight that gravity is pushing down on me like a trash compacter must feel to cardboard boxes being smashed, I've entered into a mindfulness of sympathy for mother earth. I am done with this pose and more aware of my joy of being standing on my own two feet in a fresh and joyful perpendicular position.
So let it be know the joy's and burdens of being perpendicular are subjective.

Love Camber Hill