Northern sky beckons a blue welcome, delicious crunchy forest floor soften the boot steps as I walk on familiar terrain, finding signs of spring like treasure scattered generously sprouting acorns, budding snowdrops shy long buds on beech, birdsong – the special one at evening and daybreak, beloved forest that I know so well and whose …
I have learned that trust is not an emotion you feel, but a condition you are in. The longer we practice being in trust, the wider our capacity to include becomes. It is not about being naïve, although there is an element of innocence in trust. Trust, as I have learned, means I am willing. …
I took a walk traversing known paths that criss-cross the river now dry, after the long, hot summer. My dog ran ahead, her silly ears flopping in the wind and I tagged behind stepping over smooth stones and rolling gravel. And as I walked, I imagined you next to me, or ahead or behind. And …
I stand here as a human gender: female doing the balancing act of masculine and feminine In my space, the masculine has ruled too long through all the men who told me how to sit how to eat how to think how to act and through the women, who said nothing I want to embrace …
Reset. I gather it all in. my hands, my feet my breath. In Samasthiti. Hands to heart. Prayer position or remembering. Yoga. Finding my way back to center. Observing as breath moves the body and movement the breath. Curious how this vocabulary will evolve. Finding myself speaking, thinking like my teacher. Trusting this path to …
One of my flower beds in the garden is a sea of cosmos. Pink and white and various shades in between, the delicate daisy-like heads dancing and shimmering above waves and waves of feathery wispy frongs of green. When I returned home after 10 days, the harsh winds of the mountains had toppled them over …
Always on the road, my soul path traverses unchartered terrain. It is a long winding tiny path; Sometimes hidden below fallen leaves. Often, shadowed by tall grey clouds. But there it is, always beckoning, whispering. And while I walk, I place one hand on my heart protecting that sacred place, that is mine alone. A …
The days keep rushing with a thousand thoughts swirling in my head, like restless birds all taking flight into the unknown. I want to gather them up in my arms and around my table. Invite them to stop chattering and just be for me to observe. From that moment on, and for that beginning I …
In my garden now, weeds have sprung up everywhere, which is surprising considering the dry summer heat. But in my absence, friends have said, it rained and then the sun was out and then it rained again. Perfect weather for growth, unfortunately for the weeds as well. I find myself knee-deep in weeds every morning, …
It begins with a sharp pain in the left breast, before it spreads throughout the chest and then to the back, throat, legs, arms. Until you are breathless, although you can hear and feel your heart beat at an amazing rate, as if it will burst from its rib cage. And you are surprised that …