On the Way to William Penn House for Tuesday Night Yoga Practice
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Om Mani Pedme Hung
On my way home from work, I heard the sounds of a crowd at the Capitol. I joined in to listen (Elizabeth Warren spoke shortly after I arrived) and chanted with my fellow citizens–the chant not “om mani pedme hung” nor “om mane padme hum,” but on this particular night, with this particular crowd, addressing this particular issue, “one more vote.”
Being out here over and over again regardless of hope of the immediate outcome being effectively influenced is a variation on tapas, on sadhana, on seva, on faith put into practice.
It seems that this monk and I are being drawn to the same places this week, though I am guessing our days are pretty different.
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Who was to know, when I decided the best way to deter rodent visitors would be to get another cat, that she would have a heart-shaped mark behind her ear. And the clouds, they come and go.
Some Yoga and Other Related Books
It’s interesting trying to read Iyengar’s Light on Yoga, translated into Spanish.
Oh. And Maitri is sleeping in a photogenic pose again.
Signs Around Town (Excerpt)
It’s a call for these times.
Cuba Flashback
Remembering the light:
Thinking that everything I have ever seen has made some sort of impression on my mind.Keeping in mind I need to remember and live through my prior experiences to get through the day with any skill.
Feeling I also need to imagine and create unbound by my past when necessity or desire requires me to adapt and be flexible or draws me to experience unadorned delight and wonder.
