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What does it say that when I decide to teach Ishvara Pranhidana, surrender to God, that I rub up against a deeply angry feeling of abandonment . . . and a lusty longing for passion? Songs run through my playlist without the worshipping lull… Continue Reading “Surrendering to God”
“I am a universe in a handful of dirt,” writes thirteenth century poet, Rumi, “whole when totally demolished.” The whole of our spirit is greater than the pieces of who we (think we) are. We are a reflection of the very earth. Her mountains,… Continue Reading “A Handful of Dirt”
Sober October begins now, on a cloudy and cool morning much too early for my liking. Last night, I had a dream I was given the task of executing a half-finished wine & food event, without any of the necessary information. I kept asking… Continue Reading “Sober October “
Much more than ability to feel The cold caress of snow upon your cheek A gentle tingle softly melting – A drop of water on your face. More, even, than the scent of lilacs in the air Warm wafting clouds of summertime A perfumed… Continue Reading “Humanity”
I didn’t even realize how far from center I was until I tried to touch it – and couldn’t find the way. She found me in the studio, sweating and breathing hard. I was forcing my body through a difficult sequence, just trying to… Continue Reading “Just Sit”