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    Why Did It Make Me Feel Better? (and Pictures from the Middle of the Night with Irene)

    Why did it make me feel better to think it could have been worse?  Hurricane Irene revealed a place that probably would not have leaked (into the living room) if mortar had not been shaken loose by the earthquake earlier this week.  As I was doing another check early this morning of the house and perimeter to see if I needed to do anything to prevent worse damage from late discovery, I thought that it probably would have been a lot worse for the earthquake to have revealed stresses from the hurricane than having had them do the reverse.  I guess it would depend on how the two impacted something to know which sequence would have been easier to weather.

    I am appreciating my good fortune in having seen the wind and the rain and come out  having no tangible material impact other than memories and relatively minor repairs that need to be done in a hurry.  Holding all in the path in the light.

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    Late Summer Newsletter–Web Version (Earthquakes, Hurricanes, and the Three A’s)

    Dear Friends,

    After a summer of drought, we just experienced inside the Beltway the power when the earth shudders and shakes in an east coast earthquake of unusual magnitude.  Now, less than a week after the earthquake, I take appropriate precautions and follow with deep caring the unfolding predictions, photos, commentary, and human reaction on a collective and individual level to the impending traverse up the east coast of Hurricane Irene.

    Watching the hurricane reports has led me to remember what it was like when Hurricane Isabel was approaching DC in the summer of 2003.  The day before was gloriously sunny and bright–the way we want summer to be and there was no reason yet to cancel classes nor, once suitable precautions and preparations were made at home. to do anything other than enjoy the day to its fullest.  Fewer students than usual came for class; others must have been preparing or attending to other business.  The ones who came said that the impending storm made them want to practice together even more than usual.

    Though I rarely lead chants other than the Anusara Invocation in class, I was moved to lead my students in a chant to Kali–fierce goddess of destruction.  Chanting to Kali allowed us to focus our profound respect for the forces of nature and the dance of the universe throughout the whole of the practice.  Our ability to express our awe and our yearning to flow with the currents and eddies of these extraordinary forces instead of feeling powerless or angry was enhanced by sensitive and careful attention to alignment.

    Practicing the three A’s of Anusara yoga–attitude, alignment, and action–for me seems to apply profoundly to the way we want to prepare for and experience what comes with events demonstrating extreme forces of nature.  When we challenge ourselves on the mat we both honor our edge and seek to expand it.  We use the alignment principles in every aspect of a pose to express a perfect respect for the amazing concatenation of abilities and limitations that is human embodiment.  For me, taking what I have learned on the mat practicing with the three A’s has helped make it possible to shift how I am able to respond to whatever comes.  There is not much that serves as a better reminder of how much will just come, no matter how much we prepare and study than earthquakes and hurricanes.  We need to appreciate, though, that while we are not in control, we are not without power.  The power is in choosing how to respond, how we are going to put into practice off the mat, as well as on, the principles of attitude, alignment, and action.

    I believe to the very core of my being that we must have profound awe and respect for the mystery and power of the dance of the universe (put that how you will) and love for it, too.   We should be expanding and using existing knowledge of how most safely to weather a huricane or other extreme forces (I am choosing not to say “disasters”).  It is important to take care of ourselves to get into the space where we are most likely to be able to have awe triumph over fear, hopelessness, frustration, or anger because plans have been thwarted and, more important, to find the best path possible in the face of serious loss or harm.  Perhaps this is too easy for me to say, knowing that it will be mostly ok for me; my house does well in storms, and we are only on the edge.  I am more concerned for friends and family all up the east coast and especially Long Island and New York.

    In class on Saturday, with or just ahead of the first band of rain, we will be chanting to Kali.  Maybe like last time, we will all have power when the lights around us go out, but that was just a happy side effect (or coincidence, depending on how you look at it) and not the purpose.  The purpose of chanting will be to remind ourselves to prepare to the best of our abilities and then let go of outcome and hang on for the ride.

    Hope to see you in class soon.  My summer class at Willow Street goes through the Saturday of Labor Day weekend, and I will be here.  Registration is open for the fall session at Willow Street.  My Saturday noon class continues, and I will also be leading the ninth annual Thanksgiving Day fundraiser for Oxfam.

    The William Penn House class is an ever-deepening weekly adventure.  Come join us.

    May all be safe and well.
    Peace and light,
    Elizabeth

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    “Good Night Irene Good Night”

    When a hurricane that is predicted to be perhaps the worst in 50 years for the East Coast shares the same name as one’s mother, news of the impending destruction is bound to bring up childhood memories.

    I grew up with the song “Good Night Irene” as part of my childhood mythology.  My parents met in Greenwich Village in the late 50s, which was a time when folk music was the thing.  We all love songs about someone with our own name, so “Goodnight Irene” was one our mother taught us.  If memory serves, we had recordings in the house by Leadbelly and the Weavers to which my older sister and I danced around the living room.

    A search in You Tube reveals that it has been a popular song to cover for decades.  Which is your favorite?

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    “Do you have an umbrella?”

    As I was headed out at lunch, a co-worker in another office whom I know only from the hallway, asked, “do you have an umbrella?”

    “Yes, I do, how are you?” I replied, knowing that she was trying to be helpful. So many of us work in spaces without windows, it was not unreasonable for her to think I might not know it was raining.

    Another woman who I did not know said, “I heard it might rain all weekend,” revealing herself as one who gets all knowledge of the weather from tv.

    I thought, but did not say, “yes, there is that pesky hurricane coming.”

    Peace and light, E — Posted with WordPress for BlackBerry.

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    National Cathedral

    As I witnessed my cozy house shaking and rattling in this my first really measurable earthquake, I got a much deeper appreciation of  just how quickly things can fall apart despite apparent solidity.  It felt clear to my very core that to be able to weather whatever comes what we need to know as unshakable  is our own deepest self.  What happens when the emblems of faith, such as the National Cathedral, are shaken by the strength and awesome power of nature?

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    A Reminder

    Though nothing was broken, some things danced a jig and some fell in the earthquake. The quake must have shaken open the door to the basement. The cats, of course, immediately headed for that usually forbidden territory.  Uma came up to be with me as soon as I went downstairs to make sure all was well with the cats and garden and main floor. I gave Uma a treat, and she went back to sunning her self on the catio. Almost an hour later, Sully is still hiding behind the washer-dryer.

    What a great reminder that we cannot change much of what happens, but we have a choice in how we behave in response (even if our immediate reactions vary by our innate nature).

    Peace and light, E — Posted with WordPress for BlackBerry.

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    Signs Around Town (and Dharma)

    We tend to think of giving our lives in terms of willingness to die, but is not any life lived in accordance with dharma a life dedicated to the service of what is greater, one in which we abandon gratification for aligning with a higher purpose?

    Peace and light, E — Posted with WordPress for BlackBerry.