Are we really deprived? Or is that an illusion of our minds? A falsehood born out of our fear?
In the center of a tornado or hurricane there is an eye.
That eye contains a much storied tranquility and peace. Nature has shown us the way and what’s possible in the middle of a storm.
Debris and destruction are on the outside but at the core is solid and secure peace.
Peace amidst COVID-19 social isolation
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Peace isn’t a place
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Peace isn’t a place. It’s not somewhere we go to. It’s not something we practice in a special room or at a special time. Peace isn’t a feeling. It’s not your inner “high.” It’s not a tingle that makes you pleased with yourself. Peace is a time. A […]
Distracted Peace: Yoga and meditation amidst the noise
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The yoga mats are full of silent, almost sleeping students. The soft breathing marks the stillness. The scent of sage and sandalwood waft through the room. Then the thunderous rumble of big rig tires and hydraulics go past the front window. Or the sound of a dog barking, its claws […]
How many sun salutes should I do this morning?
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How many sun salutations should I do this morning? How many is enough? What am I hoping the effect will be? Enough sun salutes to reverse the rotation of the earth on its axis? Turn back time? To when? To what? How many prostrations should I perform this day? As […]
Yoga should FIT YOU, not be FITNESS
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I’m going to try yoga but don’t expect me to be good at it. I’m not going to be able to do a lot of stuff. I can’t do what you do. This is often the introductory phrase of a lot of yoga students. It’s apologetic before trying. It’s […]
Violence, peace and yoga in Lansing
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The Keep the P.E.A.C.E. march against violence was Saturday. Emily White and I attended the march for Just B Yoga in support of our neighbors and neighborhoods. The gathering was more emotional than either of us bargained for. Surrounded by victims of homicide we walked through some of Lansing’s East […]