A beautiful day on Bowen. I started my walk and continue with the Snap Judgement podcast binge Iâ€™ve been on for a week or so in my ears.
Twenty minutes into the walk, I usually stop at Lot 1 at the Cape. I take in the view and do a few lines of guanqifa. This morning the inconvenience of a tent and small pickup truck were set up in MY space!
No problem, there are 58 lots at the cape, all with incredible views, and only a few have zillion dollar houses (or tents) on them. I move on.
The place I walk to next does not have a lot number on it, but the driveway in is newly paved. The cleared lot is flat and the view overlooks trees below. I can see the ocean, but it could be the sky for the colour. It is a lovely spot, but my favourite is still Lot 1.
I turn off the podcast, put down my walking poles and take a stand.
â€œPlease raise my handsâ€¦ [I talk to myself] â€¦ From this new day, new chance and new opportunityâ€¦â€ I bring pure and clean and allow it to enterâ€¦ I lower my hands and begin to feel the juju wash. As my mind gets to my feet â€” pass my shoes and into the rockâ€¦ I realize this is new territory.
This sound weird as I write it, but, it really felt odd. The ground below me felt like a tight muscle thats needs a good massage to warm it up.
The rock below is not accepting much. I raise my hands again. The second path down through my core, goes a bit deeper. Still, the rock doesn’t accept my â€œimpuritiesâ€ as my usual practice spots do.
As I raise my hands a third time, I remember a lesson Korguer taught me years ago. â€œDonâ€™t push the qi â€” allow it and if necessary, dig a trench a little in front of it. Give it a path.â€ He said sometimes we have to provide the room for movement.
The third path of guanqifa is more fascinating to me than habitual.
There are several places in the world where I raise my hands and allow impurities to pour out. Itâ€™s been a while since Iâ€™ve been to a place with no trench in place.
I always say Qigong is not about woo-woo. Todays practice reminded me never to take the juju for granted.