Deep peace of the quiet earth to you. 

February 29, 2016

Go forward.

 

Even when you take a step back. 

February 26, 2016

I went to a course exploring the energy of the body, the Eastern philosophy of Chi. There was one student there who resisted the notion of energy as Chi and could only rectify it for himself by applying it to a Christian god. There is nothing wrong with this--we cannot deny the energy we feel in this world, the light. And if we have to name it for ourselves? No problem. 

 

But when we begin to name it for others? When we begin to take others' names away, replacing them (by force of any kind) with our own? 

 

Big problem. 

 

As they say in India: same, same, same, only different. 

 

We have the same number of melanocytes in our bodies (the cells which release the skin pigment, melanin), but different amounts of pigment. The same, only different. 

 

We are the same. Does it not follow, then, that our gods are the same--the same amount of light, just in different packages?

 

Same, same, only different. 

February 25, 2016

I know I've done it in the past when I didn't know what to say--offered the "at least you have x or y" comfort statement to someone who is grieving. 

 

But think of that so-called comfort. Think of the last time someone offered it to you. Did it help? Probably not. Most likely, it just opened that chasm a bit wider as you suddenly thought "oh, man; am I being selfish grieving about this one thing when I *should* be thankful for these others?"

 

No. Of course not. There's nothing wrong with your grief. You are *meant* to feel that grief. You need to have someone offer their heart--a heart that's been there--and simply to sit with it. 

 

Do not feel the need to "at least" do or think or feel anything. Feel what you have in your hands right now, in your heart. Let it do its work, because even pain is a step in healing. 

 

Then, the next time you need to lend your heart, there will be no "at least." There will be silence and breathing and the beating of an organ steeped in the exper...

February 24, 2016

I want to stop losing hours, days, years on "what if" and "if only." 

 

Oh, and the worst one--"when."

 

Man, that "when" will kill you. 

 

Remember, wherever you are now--that was once your when. 

 

How much are you enjoying it? 

February 23, 2016

Never be afraid of melancholy, of homesickness, for a place in which you dwelled. 

 

But don't get swept into the siren song of longing--that will lead you into depths out of which you'll never climb. Instead, look back with fondness, with gratitude. 

 

Thank those structures which held you so lovingly that they've left this mark, this space for remembrance. 

February 22, 2016

 

There's no doubt. Just have a little faith, and get moving. 

February 19, 2016

Don't dwell and live in the past, just because it's comfortable, just because it's worn-in and familiar. 

 

We mistake 'familiar' with 'comfortable' all the time. 

 

But remember--even that past event, the one you hold onto so tightly, once had the discomfort of newness, the anxiety of the unknown. 

February 18, 2016

I think we too often disappoint ourselves. I'm not sure if this says more about our expectations, our society, or our behavior. 

 

I'm also not sure any of that matters. 

 

But what if we could have such faith in ourselves, in our choices, in what could erupt spontaneously from us, that we stopped censoring ourselves all the time?

 

What then? How much joy could we accidentally uncover? 

February 17, 2016

My yoga students find out pretty quickly that, when I say this is a simple pose, that will almost never mean that it's an easy one. 

 

What is it about simplicity that we conflate into automatic ease? It's almost never the case; it takes effort and strength to find simplicity, to be simple, to be transparent. 

 

It means you have to say "no" to a whole lot of other stimuli. 

 

And that, for many of us, is the antithesis of easy.

February 16, 2016

There is a thin line (but an enormous gulf) between intellect and wisdom. While one is highly valued, revered, coveted, and hoarded, the other is inherited, nurtured. 

 

We watch intellect. 


We live wisdom. 

 

There's a reason our Shamans don't suffer under the burden of student loans and tenure-track shenanigans...

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