Fine Weather for Walking
The past several days in DC have been perfect for walking. The mornings, for me, require a winter coat and gloves and a hat or scarf. At the warmest part of the day, the air is refreshingly cool, and I… (READ MORE)
One Person’s Trash
One person’s trash is material for another person’s art. Peace and light, E — Posted with WordPress for BlackBerry.
John Friend Speaks About the Recent Departures (in case you haven’t gotten this from other sources)
My own reflections will come at some point. Here is a thoughtful interview with John Friend on the decisions by Darren Rhodes, Christina Sell, and Elena Bower no longer to hold themselves out as certified Anusara instructors.
Signs Around Town (Temporary and Best Taken Out of Context)
Peace and light, E — Posted with WordPress for BlackBerry.
How I Injured My Wrist (a Reminder)
About a month ago, I strained the top of my hand near my wrist as I was moving from uttanasana–standing forward fold to adho mukha svanasana–downward facing dog. I was certain that I had placed my hand properly. I always… (READ MORE)
Signs Around Town (Seasonal)
Peace and light, E — Posted with WordPress for BlackBerry.
Precious Are the Mornings
Precious are the mornings when the light is soft And the air is gentle–for those who consciously clothe themselves With respect for the intermarriage between Their body and the day–and when the play of shapes and colors In the sky… (READ MORE)
Sculptures Around Town
I love the tree sculptures by Roxy Paine. This one is in the Sculpture Garden on the National Mall. They are exquisitely beautiful and beautifully crafted. In addition to just appreciating their form, though, they make me think of the… (READ MORE)
Web Version of Fall Newsletter (Free Yoga, Annual Thanksgiving Fundraiser for Oxfam, New Props at Wm Penn House)
Dear Friends, Happy Samhain, All Hallow’s Eve, Halloween. We are slipping into the time of year that is good for dreaming and introspection, while things get wild and windy outside. I can always tell when it is drawing to the… (READ MORE)
Approaching Samhain
The space between the spheres thins and the wind creates passageways. The spirits are outraged; how could they be otherwise? Their dance tramples And blows things down, but still cannot help but create beauty. The leaves–green, red, gold, brown from… (READ MORE)