"My sit bones kissing the soles of my feet, I reach my fingers until they touch the soft hair of some forgotten child still sitting silently in her room..." - from Extended Child's Pose, Corie Feiner
Thank you. Isn't amazing how we can write the words we need to read, say the words we need to hear, and when you send them out into the world with love, they ripple out to everyone else who needs to hear them too.
broadened my awareness sensing into the back, loosening where i had stiffened for protection … and now more fully present with breathing more fully. thx again Corie. 🌸
I had never thought of this pose like that before. probably because I'm not super accepting of my body shape and flexibility, and force my body into shapes that it can't form. Now I'm more inclined to try a softer method, and remember my inner child.
Thank you. I never thought of this poem this way before either, but the more I stretch, the more I breathe, the more I peel each layer of my conditioning, I can relax into the essence of who I am, of who we are. Sam, your beauty glows with and beyond you.
Very touch, Corie. "My sit bones kissing the soles of my feet, I reach my fingers until they touch the soft hair of some forgotten child still sitting silently in her room" That line got me, moved me to tears. I felt so sad for her. My inner child. The one who believed she had no one to turn to. Thank you for sharing this. ❤️
Thank you for your empathic response. The more I wrote and rewrote this poem, the more I was able to hold her.. and hold myself. May you feel all the love you are made of on every level.
Thank you for reaching out to me and sharing your poem and extended child's pose. Both your poem and the yoga pose are exactly what my body needs at this moment in time, as I (hopefully) slowly emerge from months of illness and the stress that accompanied it. Hugs to you. Love, Francesca xx
Something about your description before the poem allowed the poem to unfold in a deeper way for me. Reaching forward into the future out of the child I once was. I'm sitting with that, it feels important. 💜
Thank you so much for writing that. This post was challenging to write because every day I sat with it, I went deeper and deeper until I became present with the root of the oldest of pains that were held in with every spank and every tear. And now I can say, Oh, dear little one, let me hold you. Your support on this journey has been... essential.
Thank you. I am so moved by your heartfelt comment I hear you about the love that darling child did not get, but let’s give it to her now. And to us now.
This is so creative! I never thought I would read a poem for yoga poses described so beautifully.
I've been practicing Yoga for quite some time, and I can say that child pose/Balasana is very powerful. It is the perfect asana to heal, ground, and connect to our inner self. Excited to read more from you!
Thank you. I am so honored by your words. The poems surprise me, too and give me more presence in each pose. This morning, in child's pose, I felt such a strong feeling to just stay a bit longer and practically hug the mat as if I was a child holding her pillow. I am so glad to have you here.
Beautiful, Corie.
Your poems always touch me with with the beauty of love, and the inference (I read) is that pain is not separate from love.
There they are... again.
Right there together and somehow enriching one another — and all of it part of love's continuum.
It is a tremendous gift you have to weave these two seemingly oppositional forces into one. Thank you.
With love!
Thank you. I love how you put that. How pain and love are part of the same continuum. It is all such a dance.
This is so soulful Corie. Child pose being my favourite pose to hold me tender self, these words sit so gently within me —
“On this mat with my heart melting
to the earth, that she is safe.”
Thank you. Isn't amazing how we can write the words we need to read, say the words we need to hear, and when you send them out into the world with love, they ripple out to everyone else who needs to hear them too.
Yes. Absolutely. Thank you for creating this beautiful ripple 🙃
Awww. You, too.
“I fill the skin of my back with a breath…”
great kinesthetic verbiage Corie!
i paused reading and practiced this, 🙏🏼
Wow. Thank you. How was that experience for you?
broadened my awareness sensing into the back, loosening where i had stiffened for protection … and now more fully present with breathing more fully. thx again Corie. 🌸
I had never thought of this pose like that before. probably because I'm not super accepting of my body shape and flexibility, and force my body into shapes that it can't form. Now I'm more inclined to try a softer method, and remember my inner child.
Thank you. I never thought of this poem this way before either, but the more I stretch, the more I breathe, the more I peel each layer of my conditioning, I can relax into the essence of who I am, of who we are. Sam, your beauty glows with and beyond you.
Your words are healing to my soul. Thank you.
🤗
Very touch, Corie. "My sit bones kissing the soles of my feet, I reach my fingers until they touch the soft hair of some forgotten child still sitting silently in her room" That line got me, moved me to tears. I felt so sad for her. My inner child. The one who believed she had no one to turn to. Thank you for sharing this. ❤️
Thank you for your empathic response. The more I wrote and rewrote this poem, the more I was able to hold her.. and hold myself. May you feel all the love you are made of on every level.
Thank you for reaching out to me and sharing your poem and extended child's pose. Both your poem and the yoga pose are exactly what my body needs at this moment in time, as I (hopefully) slowly emerge from months of illness and the stress that accompanied it. Hugs to you. Love, Francesca xx
I am so glad that this landed with you at just the right moment. Sending love and light in your healing from so much illness!
Something about your description before the poem allowed the poem to unfold in a deeper way for me. Reaching forward into the future out of the child I once was. I'm sitting with that, it feels important. 💜
Thank you so much for writing that. This post was challenging to write because every day I sat with it, I went deeper and deeper until I became present with the root of the oldest of pains that were held in with every spank and every tear. And now I can say, Oh, dear little one, let me hold you. Your support on this journey has been... essential.
This is so beautiful and perfect. I am going to do this exercise with Extended Child's Pose today. So much love and nourishment.
Love this so much 🥰
Thank you, dear Miranda.
This touched me in such a real way, touched my child’s heart, touched the love I give her that she did not get. Thank you.
Thank you. I am so moved by your heartfelt comment I hear you about the love that darling child did not get, but let’s give it to her now. And to us now.
May all shoulders sing!
Amen to that!
This is so creative! I never thought I would read a poem for yoga poses described so beautifully.
I've been practicing Yoga for quite some time, and I can say that child pose/Balasana is very powerful. It is the perfect asana to heal, ground, and connect to our inner self. Excited to read more from you!
Thank you. I am so honored by your words. The poems surprise me, too and give me more presence in each pose. This morning, in child's pose, I felt such a strong feeling to just stay a bit longer and practically hug the mat as if I was a child holding her pillow. I am so glad to have you here.
Peace in each asana
Oh yes, and peace be with you.
Beautiful as always 🤍
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