Poem credit: Bly, Robert. Kabir : ecstatic poems / versions by Robert Bly. Boston: Beacon Press, 2004. Print. It seems like more than a year has passed since I found a new poem that I liked enough to share at one of my yoga classes. Then bam! I picked up a book at the library, and the first poem I read is one that is perfect: resonant, … Continue reading Is your soul hidden?
You plan a haircut or some other decadent, restorative salon visit during your birthday week. You do this because you want to feel beautiful, the cut is overdue, and because the visit has been encouraged by a girlfriend. You look forward to it, anticipating the hour or so of sitting still and letting someone’s skilled hands move over you, making healing things happen to your body and mind. … Continue reading Hairdresser on fire
Last weekend allowed me a good walk though most of downtown Saint Paul, as I needed to pick up my race packet, and wanted to get some blood flowing in legs that hadn’t run in seven days. On a Saturday morning, it’s a relatively quiet urban area, with various relics indicating that it was more busy, in years past. These include fine stonework on some … Continue reading Rails and the City: the Central Corridor LRT
“When you are grateful, fear disappears and abundance appears.” — Tony Robbins It’s taken me a little while, but I think I’ve found a way to close a yoga class that I really like. Why not speak of gratitude, at every opportunity? I’ll leave it at that – if you’d like to experience it, come to one of my classes. About the falafel: near to … Continue reading Santosha with a dash of Aparigraha
Here we are, the Monday after the snowing-all-day-Saturday Snowpocalypse, and my general assessment of the weekend was that it was tiring: right now, I’m sore all over from shoveling and from moving around, though, and over snow. How did I lose the lovely feeling I had, late Saturday night? No hangover was involved. Maybe it’s a hangover of a different kind; a sort of whiplash … Continue reading View from the nest
The winter holiday season feels a little different, now that I’m a yoga teacher. Likely, it’s not just because twice a week, I gather a few coworkers, play some inspiring music, and get them to move around a little and breathe, though that’s a notable difference from last early December. Breathing is, after all, a good thing to remember to do. That said, I’ve been … Continue reading Just Breathe