from "Viveka's Tale"
"Mother taught him to see God in all beings, and to see the soul in the phenomenal world, even in the tiger who attacked him. Viveka learned to open his heart to himself and to all of life, practicing reverence for the many beings and dedicating himself to the awakening of all beings."
: An untidy, disorderly virtue or excellence of divine origin, pleasantly difficult to resolve
Sunday, August 31, 2008
Readings #1
"You have come to live in the guru's house, now...this is a very auspicious time, you know..." Amrit talked about the preciousness of taking a period of time to live quietly, deliberately, away from the restlessness of our culture. "There must be movement back and forth, from the mountaintop to the marketplace," he said. "But just now is a moment for the mountaintop..."
Friday, August 22, 2008
i would like to
in my life, accomplish some of these things:
1. cultivate jazz appreciation/knowledge
2. own/operate an olive grove
3. spend time at an ashram
4. teach yoga
5. walk alone in several foreign countries
6. wink at the dalai lama
7. have and design an apartment purely to my taste
8. write a book (children's? auto-biography? poetry? short fictions?)
good luck.
1. cultivate jazz appreciation/knowledge
2. own/operate an olive grove
3. spend time at an ashram
4. teach yoga
5. walk alone in several foreign countries
6. wink at the dalai lama
7. have and design an apartment purely to my taste
8. write a book (children's? auto-biography? poetry? short fictions?)
good luck.
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
Manifesto
There will be no correct clothes
There will be no proper payment
There will be no right answers
No glorified teachers
No ego no script no pedestals
No you’re not good enough or rich enough
This yoga is for everyone
This sweating and breathing and becoming
This knowing glowing feeling Is for the big small weak and strong
Able and crazy
Brothers sisters grandmothers
The mighty and meek
Bones that creak
Those who seek
This power is for everyone
Yoga to the People
All bodies rise
Classtime
Dirty street.
Bright yellow door with signpost: Yoga above.
Pass through the door and climb into clouds of lavender.
Remove my shoes and unfurl my pink flying carpet.
Settle into the gentle puff of breeze and breath.
Class has started: Attention, bow to your purpose.
Embrace the sweat and ocean waves of your neighbors.
Lift, twist, internalize and expel the prana within.
Balance, pose, focus, push to the limit.
Seep down and in and quietly relax
to be born again, on the little pink mat.
Class is ending: Attention, bow to your purpose
and to the teacher within.
Om shanti shanti, Namaste.
Bright yellow door with signpost: Yoga above.
Pass through the door and climb into clouds of lavender.
Remove my shoes and unfurl my pink flying carpet.
Settle into the gentle puff of breeze and breath.
Class has started: Attention, bow to your purpose.
Embrace the sweat and ocean waves of your neighbors.
Lift, twist, internalize and expel the prana within.
Balance, pose, focus, push to the limit.
Seep down and in and quietly relax
to be born again, on the little pink mat.
Class is ending: Attention, bow to your purpose
and to the teacher within.
Om shanti shanti, Namaste.
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