As I have been getting prepared to travel to Cuba the best way I know how–reading, watching films, and talking to friends and acquaintances who are Cuban or are otherwise connected to Cuba–I have been thinking much about how a titanic clash of ideals impacts real, individual lives.
I may be able to post while there. I may not. I’m sure that if I had more time and my trip was less programmed (as required to get permission to go), I’d be able to find yoga. I think it most likely I will have to practice on my own or with my traveling companion.
When I was walking to work this morning, trying not to get enmeshed in anxiety about the stresses of the day to come, I invited myself to practice gratitude (and not just being grateful for having only first world problems).
I paused to look all about, at the beauty of this lush summer. When I turned around for a 360 degree appreciation, I saw the view following me was as engaging as the view in the direction I was walking.
Uh oh. Must be time for a puja to Kali in her aspect as the goddess of sequencing.
It was an unexpected delight to get a yoga philosophy lesson as part of the mandatory “Records Management for Everyone” course.
The five acts of Siva are creation, maintenance, withdrawal, concealment, and revelation.
The lesson had the first three covered. Missing from the lesson, though, were concealment and revelation. Perhaps those were thought of as less apt to records management.
Another Random Spam Poem Written Near the End of Another Busy Day (Meditation on the Path of the Tantric Yogini)
I don’t know whether
It’s just me or if everyone else
Let me know
if this is happening
More beautiful than I imagined!
Truth small absolutely.
But despite it I delighted.
Good, I would say…
Cucumber growing, not as typically in the shape of the symbol for lingam, but in the shape of the symbol for yoni.
Two sweet cherry tomatoes
One yellow. One red.
And some coriander about to flower.keep looking »