Earlier in the day I took leave and walked over to the Capitol to bear witness.
I took a Zoom asana class this morning, because I like to see how others are leading practices these days. It was a sweet and gentle class. At the beginning, the person leading acknowledged that it was Valentines Day, and then said instead of talking about love, let’s talk about suffering. It was suggested that the attention we bring through the yoga practices to our suffering, can help us ease it. That would be an act of love, wouldn’t you agree?
Words can and do lead us to spirit, Yes they can. (Of course they can drive us from it, too. Let us strive for true poetry in all we express.)
Peace and light, E — Posted with WordPress for BlackBerry.
It was perhaps because it was the most moonless night of the year–the last absent moon of winter–when absence and darkness reveal the plenum of potentiality, that I was able to see (and photograph with a phone) some of the stars recognized as the constellation Orion, despite the lights of the city.
Peace and light, E — Posted with WordPress for BlackBerry.
