Hoppin’ John and Greens from the Garden
May you experience in the coming year, no matter what comes or life calls of you, moments of joy, wonder, and connection.
Peace peace peace.

May you experience in the coming year, no matter what comes or life calls of you, moments of joy, wonder, and connection.
Peace peace peace.

Advancing
The practice.
Community.
I spied this sign yesterday in the exhibitor hall on the lower level of the Marriott in Woodley Park. I was attending a portion of the 38th Annual Conference of Enrolled Actuaries. (Go ahead: I dare you to put that into your favorite search engine).
Although this sign was to invite enrollment in one of the actuarial professional organizations, it seems most similar to the stated aspirations of various yoga groups and schools.
I’m not surprised by this symmetry. I think that anyone who seeks to live so that employment and dharma (aligned life) are in harmony and who supports, participates, and works in community, is living like a yogin, though perhaps never knowing about or having any interest in yoga per se.
There are many life paths and humanistic and spiritual practices that guide life towards a contented path of service, the true reason, to my thinking, for a steady, long-term yoga practice (including asana, pranayama, and meditation).
I personally find the yoga practices to be among the most helpful ways to engage my body and mind for my health and well-being. Among other things, the practices have helped me listen with open enough awareness to be able to comprehend with my law-trained mind some small portion of the language of actuaries.
Peace and light, E — Posted with WordPress for BlackBerry.
Seems appropriate for Yom Kippur.

sign reads: “Do we really want a return to normal? Isn’t it time we build something better?”
Last night I went with a group of friends for dinner and to see “Hell Meets Henry Halfway” at the Woolly Mammoth. We all had a most enjoyable time, although the play was pretty negative. What could you expect, though, from a play based on a 1930s novel written by a Polish exile that was about declining monarchies and social depravity, etc? What relieved the bleakness of the outlook was the slapstick playfulness of the acting and staging. It was also a pleasure just to see beautiful technique, and acting was wonderful.
As the recession deepens, I have been trying to go to see more theater and dance, to support local theaters and restaurants that I care to have still in my world. It would be easy to settle into a mindset of anti-consumption at this time. Better I think, even if we are trying to shift the consumer orientation of our society, to become ever more mindful in our consumption, being especially mindful of those around us are struggling from the sudden shift. The right action, I think, for those who cannot help but recognize problems, or suffering, or even absurdity, is not only to seek change, but also to see the playfulness in everything to keep the spirit vital and to be able to accept the change that might not be realized despite our best efforts and intentions.