Appreciation
What a brightly beautiful day. I persevere in letting go of the qualifier if only it were warmer.
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Shaktipat?
Some of the yoga traditions that include a guru lineage believe that a guru can transmit grace (whatever that might mean) through their presence or touch. Back in the days when I was doing my first yoga teacher training, a fellow student asked me whether I had ever received shaktipat? My answer was yes–when I’d had the opportunity to shake hands with William Brennan. He’s not a guru, my fellow student objected. But he is a being of extraordinary grace, power, and intelligence who has devoted himself to the service of our collective well-being and my being in his presence inspires me to show my best light; isn’t that what’s supposed to happen with shaktipat? I don’t think she was ever fully persuaded by my unorthodox reading, but I had no need to persuade.
I found myself thinking about that discussion today, having gotten to shake John Lewis’s hand when he walked through the crowd to speak at day 2 of the people’s filibuster for health care. In the presence of his inspiration, I am compelled to figure out what more can I be doing.
What Would It Be Like
never to be able to come inside? I am reminded again how fortunate I am not only to have a warm, well-provisioned, pleasing place for me to bring my body inside and protected from the elements, but also for having the sweetness of the practice of going within.
On the Way to William Penn House for Tuesday Night Yoga Practice (and State of the Union)
I tried to take a picture of the brief snow flurries that greeted us on the way home, but they were too sparse to be photogenic. The sounds of helicopters circling, too, defied documentation.
We offered our loving best energy as we practiced just steps away from the preparations for this ever critically important event.
