Something that was said recently put my current feelings about life into perspective. “Lord, teach me to count my days so that I might present to you a heart of wisdom.” These are words spoken by Moses in Psalm 90.
I have always loved Psalm 90. It is so dark, and real, and emo all rolled up into one big beautiful prose. I have designated it for my funeral because it speaks so much truth about life and death. Continue Reading…
What situations test your limits? When do your true colors show? Maybe it is when you are left alone with your thoughts. Or maybe it is when you are facing a large group of people. Ours fears and anxieties press upon us like a pillow, threatening to smother us and we are faced with the challenge of coping. Continue Reading…
I have been thinking lately how some titles have connotations connected to them, expectations almost. When I was younger, Christian was the title that best fit an expectation in the minds of others, sometimes the wrong expectation. For instance, people hear the word Christian and think “judgmental”, “condemning” or “hypocrite”. Others may think, “compassionate”, “charitable,” or “meek”. Continue Reading…
Does being alone appeal to you? I mean being really alone, unplugged from social media, even unplugged from the busyness of your brain. Is that something that comes easy or does it make you twitch a little just thinking about it? Continue Reading…
Feeling stronger. Breathing deeper. Now that my morning jog has gotten easier and my endurance much stronger, I am able to travel longer distances more easily. And there is one thing I observed about myself yesterday morning that reminded me of my yoga practice: I felt clear-headed and calm. Continue Reading…
On Sunday afternoons, there is plenty of sunlight for class that I can easily light the room with only one pillar lamp and two windows. Walking around the empty room is part of the routine before people arrive. And it amazes me every time, the difference that occurs in the room, when I adjust the blinds just slightly. The smallest adjustment fills the room with so much more visibility. Continue Reading…
The rhythm of your breath. The rhythm of your feet against the pavement. The feeling of vitality coursing through your body. The sunrise on the water beside you. I love my morning run. Continue Reading…
What is it about yoga that makes your brain hum at the end of class? You know what I am talking about: that feeling of peace. Relief. That collective sigh like you have reconnected with a beloved old, friend. Continue Reading…
On occasion in my classes, we will do an exercise where you rub your palms together and rest them on your eyes and then your ears, and then your mouth.
Taking five long breaths between each, the philosophy of the pose resonates in your mind with each resting posture. Continue Reading…
Recently, I have started reading a book called Eating Animals by Jonathan Foer. I have myself been vegetarian/pescatarian for four years. So, I knew I would find this book interesting. I haven’t gotten very far in the book yet, but so far it is not the kind of book I was anticipating. When I think of a case for vegetarianism, I think it is a passionate, judgmental rant; one unapologetic guilt trip. Continue Reading…
