• Inner Work,  Inspiration,  spirituality

    Awake!

    Mystical poetry has been an ongoing source of strength and inspiration for me in my life.  It speaks on a level beyond the intellect, straight to the part of us that knows the immensity of our being.  Below is one of my very favorite excerpts from Hafiz, a 14th Century mystic from southern Iran, and my interpretation of it. Awake, my friend, awake, Be kind to your sleeping heart, Take it out into vast fields of light, And let it breathe. -Hafiz Awake, my friend, awake.  Awaken to the nature beyond the stories and narratives that keep you bound in patterns so much smaller than your expansive Self.  Awaken –…

  • Inspiration,  spirituality,  Yoga in the Everyday

    An Out of the Ordinary Life

    We often think that freedom comes at the “well-done” completion of some task.  Or in the absence or presence of someone or something.  We think it comes from biding our time in our repetitive day to day routines until that precious weekend or vacation or TV show.  Rowan and I definitely have a particular rhythm to our day, most days look just about the same and there is some security in that.  But there is also a sense of drudgery.  Feed the bellies, clean the kitchen, tidy yesterday’s mess, get washed, dressed, play, feed ….. over and over again.  At one point recently I began feeling like I was robot, programmed to…

  • Inspiration,  spirituality

    God, the Child.

    After all, what is God? An eternal Child playing an eternal game in the eternal garden.– Sri Aurobindo If God is this, then what am I?  I am the eternal Play. I look out my window to the tree that perches next to our house.  It’s golden hue shines so bright that I wonder if the sun illuminates it, or if it illuminates the sun.  I hear the swoosh swoosh of a broom nearby and look down the street to see my neighbor waltzing through the leaves that have created a moat around his house.  Does he know he’s waltzing?  Does he see the way the leaves swirl up to kiss his…

  • Inner Work,  Inspiration,  Practice,  Yoga in the Everyday

    The Dying Season

    Over the past week I have been feeling funny.  For me “funny” can lead to all sorts of misplaced reactions and compensations when the feeling isn’t seen clearly and understood.  So the process of finding balance goes something like this:  I get short tempered – bossy with husband, frustrated with domesticity, mad at my cat.  A lucid moment strikes, sometimes spontaneously, sometimes in the middle of my practice – all these things are symptoms of an underlying feeling that’s not being seen.  So, what’s the feeling?  Anger?  Nope.  Worry?  Nope.  Sadness?  Maybe.  Loss?  Yep, that’s it.  Loss about what?  Family issues?  Nope.  Marriage? Nope.  I remember at this point looking outside at the gray…

  • Inner Work,  Inspiration,  Practice,  spirituality

    Three Minutes in the Sun

    Rowan and I have a route that we walk almost every morning.  I cherish those times, she loves to be in her stroller and I love to greet the morning sky in it’s myriad of forms.  Because our walks are generally kept to one or two routes we get to see the seasons expressions change from budding sprouts and bursting flowers to the wilting and drying up petals of yesterdays blossoms.  Sometimes it seems we are expected by the stray cats that speckle the neighborhood around our house.  They greet us, in their own way, and then carry on the very important business of being cats.  Sometimes we see the same people and…

  • Inner Work,  Inspiration,  Practice

    Yoga and Instinct

    I am currently reading Maps to Ecstasy by Gabrielle Roth who is the founder of the 5 Rhythms – a practice of ecstatic dance and a profound movement meditation meant to bring us into deep intimacy with ourselves.  I am completely spellbound by her words.  She is a healer, an “urban shaman” as she calls herself, and a woman interested in an immanent relationship with living.  No transcendence, no stoic unemotive state of enlightenment to chase – her work is dedicated to being in the world in the most whole way we can as thinking, feeling, emobodied beings. I just finished a portion of her book on nurturing instincts.  She…

  • Inner Work,  Inspiration,  Non-duality

    Coming Down From the Mountain Top

    From www.michaelguth.com A few weeks ago I had a session with my long time therapist and mentor.  At one point during our conversation he relayed the story in the Bible of Jesus’ transfiguration (Mark 9:2-8).  The story, in brief, describes how Jesus journeyed to the top of Mount Tabor with disciples John, James and Peter.  Here, these discples, and holy witnesses Elijah and Moses, witnessed the transformation of Jesus into a physical expression of his Divinity.  His face shone like the sun, his clothes glowed whiter than anything they had ever seen.  The voice of God echoed from the sky “this is my Beloved son.  Hear Him!”.  Peter, James and…

  • Inspiration,  Practice,  spirituality

    Yoga to Nourish and Protect

    Thich Nhat Hanh I take my daughter for a walk every morning.  Sometimes I listen to audiobooks on my IPod in one ear while I walk.  Recently I have been listening to Thich Nhat Hanh’s Mindfulness and Psychotherapy which is actually a recording of lectures this Buddhist monk gave years back to a group of psychotherapists.  At one point he was talking about the anger he felt during the Vietnam war when a village he had helped rebuild four times was bombed again.  He said he wrote a poem about his experience.  I became immediately more engaged as some part of me figured that monk’s never actually feel anger – I was eager…

  • Inspiration,  spirituality,  Yoga in the Everyday

    A River Runs Through Me

    This past week I was with my family camping in the Rockies.  In the days before we left I was feeling bored with day to day activities and also a little stressed trying to prepare for a week away with a one year old.  The trip was long as we stopped numerous times for road construction and to ease Rowan’s fussiness.  By the time we reached the mountains I was fatigued.With my regular destress routine out of whack with travel and unsuitable conditions for doing yoga I had little hope of relieving my fatigue in usual ways.  After setting up our camp we walked to a nearby river to show Rowan this majesty of…

  • Inspiration,  Non-duality,  spirituality

    My Night With Merle Haggard

    Two nights ago I became completely absorbed in a biography on country music legend Merle Haggard.  Had I come across the listing on the TV guide I wouldn’t have given it any thought but my husband landed there channel surfing – and there I remained for the next hour and a half, entranced by the story of a man whose life couldn’t be more different than my own.  Or at least so I thought.   All my life people such as Merle Haggard, Hank Williams and WIllie Nelson represented everything I didn’t want to be.  To me they represented right wing conservativism and a sort of redneck tribalism that left minorities outside the fringe of human…