Windy Walk
Down by the river,
I was blessed to see two hawks
Soaring on the winds.
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Art around Town
On the way to work. We cannot see beauty unless we pause to look; that may have us seem to lag behind those who are compelled to press forward for the impression of progress.
Some Excellent Questions
I went to the first day of a weekend workshop with Amy Matthews, co-director of the Breathing Project, at Willow Street Yoga. As always when I go up to Willow Street, it is always good to see friends from the shared practice and study of yoga.
The workshop is providing much to peak my curiosity to explore in my practice and to refine and improve my teaching. I liked that when talking about teaching, Amy Matthews said that her goal is to empower her students to keep themselves safe.
As students, we are ultimately responsible for taking care of ourselves as we practice. If we do not assume that responsibility, we cannot experience fully what we are trying to know/learn.
Misty Dawn Walk
I just returned from a trip to the Catskills for a long weekend of yoga, meditation, and a swimming lake in green mountains. I woke each morning before dawn and went out to be with the rising of the light. One morning dawned with a dense mist and fog. The doe was about to bound across the path as I was walking. She stopped short. I stepped back. Both of us equally startled. We looked at each other benignly curious. Then she ambled off and I did the same. On the way back to the guest house, I saw a porcupine run across the lawn. I understand that they are great pests, but I truly enjoyed getting to see one. I think I might like the porcupine as a spirit animal.
