Meditating can be hard. I know this. I can’t always get myself to forage for that 10-30 minutes my mind and body need to re-calibrate and tune in. So, today, give yourself a break and watch this instead. You’ll feel as though you’ve been recharged (all from the comfort of your laptop). You may even be inspired to take a step outside. A little walking meditation, anyone?
Also, as an added bonus: anytime I decide to give up the good fight and go back to coffee, I watch this: (go to elephant journal for the video–I’ve removed it because it kept playing automatically whenever I loaded my site and I couldn’t figure out how to make it stop…).
Waylon Lewis by Robert Sturman via elephant journal
There is a certain level of seriousness to yoga. I’ll grant you that. Here we are in challenging asanas (physical postures) and a great deal of care must be taken to avoid injury (as we all know–injury is not good for the body, for the soul OR yoga, for that matter). After all, if you’re in pain, then you’re not doing yoga, right? Yoga is the attempt to separate yourself from the ego, and the ego is what pushes us until we end up in injury.
Okay, all that aside. What about humor? I know I would never get through a yoga class without it. On one hand, yes, this is life, possibly our only one (but who knows) and death and there are wars and famine and environmental crises. Yes, all of this is true. But how is my being serious all the time going to help these situations? If anything, seriousness=depression=couch=reruns of Friends=inaction. (more…)
I know. It’s hard to live (and age) in a culture that markets a sell-by date on sexuality, virility, and attractiveness in general. The secret to ageless immortality? Well, start with yoga–the flexibility you gain, the inflammation you can relieve (inflammation being the harbinger of age-related immobility and general grumpiness), and the sense of well-being you can attain does much to cure you of your self-imposed ageism. There’s that, and also the beautiful peace that comes self-acceptance and not giving a damn what other people think of you.
But until you reach that point, here’s something to lighten up your path to enlightenment (via elephant journal).
One of the dangers of practicing yoga is opening oneself up, becoming vulnerable and susceptible to too much love. How can one possibly have too much love? A good question. Technically, I don’t think you can. I think the more love you allow yourself to feel and freely give, the better. The continued and sustained practice of yoga allows us to see ourselves and our larger journey in each moment.
In so doing, we are more easily able to forgive ourselves–this life is a long one and a much more fulfilling one if we allow ourselves leeway to make mistakes, to be selfish on occasion and, temporarily, to become blinded and distracted by shiny objects along the way. Allowing ourselves this space makes us more compassionate and more forgiving of others’ so-called failings. If we can see the light in ourselves, even when at our worst, we cannot help but see it in others, even if we’re offended by their behavior. After all, everyone reacts differently to fear. (more…)
So, here are two pretty wicked things I’ve come across in my internet travels this week. The first I picked up at elephant journal. I love this story and not just because it seems like Wes Anderson could have filmed it…
Also, I want to live in this bookstore.
The second is this article at mindbodygreen. I always knew it was a good idea to quit jogging…
And, while you’re there, there’s a pretty good article about yoga and herbs (if I do say so, myself).