It is easy enough, on reading the news and experiencing some of the challenges of living, to get anxious or depressed. It is also possible to think with gratitude of what is good in my own life.
Thank you to all my friends who share with me and help remind me of all that for which I am grateful.
This morning I was reminded by a friend and yoga student to follow my own teachings. I really appreciated it. That it was said, and that I could hear it. When we practice together for a long time, we are all each other’s teachers and students.
It is always a temptation for me to stay home when it is cold and dark, to miss yoga class (when I am student, not teacher), to do my own practice and read and cook and play with the cat, rather than to be more engaged with all that is outside — friends, group yoga, and all the offerings of the city. I am always happier, though, for having gone out. Home is much more pleasing after an interlude with the outside. And if I dress right, it is even enjoyable to walk out in the cold, dark, rain, and say hello to all the dog walkers.
It is wonderfully healthy to grow some of our own food, and taking care of ourselves with diet today became that much more important. But we still all need access to medical care too. Please, if you have one, pick up the phone and call your senators to defend the Affordable Care Act and move towards a single payor system that would cover more people not fewer and would respect the rights and health needs of women.
It’s Ganesha’s birthday. Never hurts to make offerings to the one who would help us navigate more skillfully the obstacles that life has in store.
On my way to work this morning, having left the house 20-25 minutes later than I would have preferred, I came upon a demonstration led by organized labor seeking a Secretary of Labor who honored good jobs. My timing, thanks no doubt to the mysteries of the goddess of sequencing, was perfect; just as I arrived Senator Sanders was speaking. The puzbot was posing for lots of photos.
