Crasses et Voluptés

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There is a yoga practice for injury, and it is simple and
cruel: enter the pain. Use it as a doorway. Let it wake
you up. In The Radiance Sutras, a new translation of the
vijnana bhairava tantra, it is said:

Sting of a wasp
Rip of a nail
A razor’s slice
The needle’s plunge.
A piercing word
A stab of betrayal
The boundary crossed
A trust broken.
In this lacerating moment
Pain is all you know.
Life is tattooing scripture into your flesh,
Scribing incandescence in your nerves.
Right here
In this single searing point
Of intolerable concentration,
Wound becomes portal.
Dive through to the wild brilliance of the Self.

kiñid aṅgaṁ vibhidyādau tīkṣṇasūcyādinā tataḥ
tatraiva cetanāṁ yuktvā bhairave nirmalā gatiḥ

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