Stormy Clouds
More Ephemera
Spring flowers are not much more ephemeral than are we from the perspective of infinity (or even geological time). I think one of the central aims of yoga philosophy is to make some sense of the need for recognition of… (READ MORE)
Mostly Anticipation (State of the Garden)
It changes daily this time of year. In the sink, the last of the spinach that over-wintered. Making way for new plantings. A garden can only be this full at the beginning, if there is a commitment to thin constantly;… (READ MORE)
Camellia Blossom
Signs Around Town (and Tuesday Night Yoga)
Xome join us on Tuesday nights. All levels of experience welcome. Suggested donation is truly a suggestion–like the admission to the Metropolitan Museum. Pay what you can. Bring a friend from in or out of town. Comment or email with… (READ MORE)
Signs Around Town (and the Yoga Siddhi of Bi-Location)
The “shelter in place” signs in my building demarcate suites where designated groups of employees are supposed to gather in the event of a threat to human safety where it would be safer to hunker down in the building than… (READ MORE)
While I Was Waiting
Found Exhortation
My aim, with the awareness cultivated through meditation and yoga practice, is to delight in a way that does not impinge on the delight and health of those with whom and that with which I am in relationship. What would… (READ MORE)
Signs Around Town (Excerpt)
When we do a yoga pose, it is an act of creation; asana is in its own way a dance form. Every time we practice, it is our choice whether to make a pose a full and deep expression of… (READ MORE)
