T.S Eliot – Aug 3, Iyengar II & I

And every time I dip into the Four Quartets, I am in awe. From Little Giddings.

PS One translation of the eighth limb of Yoga, Samadhi, is Liberation, more commonly translated as bliss.

…

There are three conditions which often look alike

Yet differ completely, flourish in the same hedgerow:

Attachment to self and to things and to persons, detachment

From self and from things and from persons; and, growing between them, indifference

Which resembles the others as death resembles life,

Being between two lives—unflowering, between

The live and the dead nettle. This is the use of memory:

For liberation—not less of love but expanding

Of love beyond desire, and so liberation

From the future as well as the past…