When do you ever see pictures of the underside of a butterfly? Usually it’s the top view or from the side with the wings folded together. The underside, too, is sweet, especially because we can see the delicate legs clinging to the flower.
Cloud on cloud, light and
Shadow. When we are open
To it beauty comes.
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We are bound in time and space in this body/mind. One of the purposes of the yoga and meditation practices is to help us see from a less bound perspective so that we can navigate and order ourselves more optimally in time and space, which should serve to make things seem more easeful and gracious.
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One of my favorite things about my job is that the East Wing of the National Gallery is almost across the street. Taking breaks is not only necessary for peace of mind and health and happiness, but also improves the chances of thinking and functioning at our best.
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And I imagined coming and heaping red sandalwood powder and golden turmeric on the concrete barriers shaped just like linga that are next to the fountain and guard this building devoted to human labor.
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One of my yoga teacher trainers used to say that though he loved all of his students, that did not necessarily mean that he liked all of them or everything about them.
Recognizing and honoring universal worthiness and connection — which I think is essential to our getting along in this crowded world of ours –does not mean that we will not have preferences both innate and trained.
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I am reminded
Again to look for beauty
Whatever happens.
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As I was working with this photo in preparation to post, I received the news that two acquaintances–both active and respected members of one of my spiritual communities–died today. Each had been ill, and both were able to be with their families. They were inspirations of love and patience, shining lights in their own unique way, and I wish I had known them better. How timely for me this exhortation I saw earlier this week, this reminder to face fully whatever comes.
There always seem to be heart shapes when I am walking over to William Penn House to lead the Tuesday night yoga practice. In the winter it is dark walking to practice. In the summer it is still light walking home. This evening I noticed how much earlier dusk is now coming than it did at the solstice.
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