Found Symbol


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?

There are thousands of little temples — some hardly more than altars — scattered throughout both the countryside and cities here. I marvel at the artistry of some and the garishness of others.
I think, on witnessing this effulgence of creativity, of what helps me remember the everyday sacred. Mostly, I am inclined to look inward.
Needing a brightly decorated space that tells a story is so different from my Quaker upbringing.