SHE and DOE
It was a few years ago that I found myself meandering in a quaint little town in western Massachusetts, about two hours east of home. I saw the sign, which read, simply, THRIFT. As a a fervent fan of space and simplicity, I practice de-cluttering my home and […]
The art that blesses my listening hands
Making Art with Beach Stones My home hums with them–— the smooth and rough, pale and dark, striped, speckled, some with lines, or bits of mica mesmerizing the light. They number in the thousands by now, populating table and bins and buckets, lining mantels and perched on shelves, […]
NOT ZEN, BUT NOW
Being present is easy when the blue sky moment is trimmed with green grass, when temperate breezes blow your hair back gently from your bright, clean face. You can hop off the worry train quickly in such minutes and hours. You can drop your baggage carelessly to the ground without so much as a glance […]
Of Two Minds, or Many
Of Two Minds, or Many When Left Brain speaks, she is right on about doing it right or don’t do it at all, do it all right, do it right now, for all the right reasons. Left Brain says I’ll whip you into shape and that would be square, four equal sides, no curved […]
Yogabilities™: Peace as a civil right
When I tell people that one of my occupations is teaching Yoga, there are some common responses. Oh, I love Yoga! I take it at the gym/the cool studio in the upscale shopping center down the street or I can’t do Yoga, I’m not flexible enough. or, perhaps I read an article about […]
Why Yoga Matters Off the Mat
As I prepare to return to teaching classes next month, I’ve been musing and mulling over new ways to translate the essence of the great big practice that is Yoga. My desire, when I teach, is to reach underneath what you presume Yoga is, or isn’t, and touch your curiosity about your true nature. You […]
MEDITATION
The Sit When I am asked how to meditate There are no words the color of presence No shapes that look like attention I can only tell you what my senses tell me Or how I dread and then savor it And how little I attend to such reaction Most of all I love the […]
ON SILENCE
Absence of noise It’s not that I enter into this thing called silence. I don’t let it in or go out to find it. Silence is my natural state. It’s the vast patience of the sky that clouds take so for granted, where birds of feather and birds of steel come and go not noticing! […]