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    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 and upraised trees dances visions
    Of the vast creativity of Being. No doubts arising
    Until one reads the news and, once again,
    Must reconcile in heart and mind what is there with
    The teachings that all is one and full of joy.

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

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    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 the drought, that distant memory–

    Hang listlessly with the weight of rain and a bit of slush

    Hardly even dancing in the wind, but still becoming perhaps

    More  extravagantly lovely by the  storm’s grey light.

     

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    As I Read This Poem

    This morning, as I read this poem by Janet Hoffman, which is collected in Plain Living–A Quaker Path to Simplicity by Catherine Whitmire, I thought of friends and family and students and colleagues who are living with loss and illness and other struggles.

    I wish sometimes that I could heal or make happy everyone I know. Knowing that is not possible or even right, I wish for myself and those in need to know strength and courage and joy even when faced with causes for deep suffering.

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

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    An Opportunity

    Watching traffic blocked, standing hands over ears having to wait to cross the street as an ambulance races in an emergency gives us the opportunity to b grateful that this time it is not for us and also that the emergency workers are there if we need them (so long as we can remember them in our societal budget priorities). It is also an opportunity to respond from the highest, to be reminded to offer love and healing instead of responding with annoyance at the minor disruption in our path.

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

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    Signs Around Town (On Sufferance for How Long?)

    How long will they be allowed to stay without repercussion?  I am holding all who are brave enough to be “occupying” in the light.  I walked past McPherson Square on my way to a routine doctor’s appointment covered by health insurance.  Shouldn’t everyone be able to get medical care for only a modest co-payment?

    Below:  photos of “Occupy DC” at McPherson Square on 10/27.

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    Today In and From the Garden

    It is time to pay attention to the garden, to watch closely whether it will be a warmer fall or whether there will be an early frost.  Yesterday, there was a chance of temperatures in the mid-30’s F in the next few days.  Now, the first day below 38F (which is when I bring in the hardiest of the tropicals–they like to get nights in the 40s F, but not the 30’s F) is toward the end of the 15-day forecast.  I gambled that temperatures would stay warm enough until the next time I would be able to spend the hour and  a half moving plants inside.  It is best when I can do it on a weekend, but in a pinch I have done it first thing in the morning instead of my  regular practice before starting the work day.  I wait until the last minute because the plants are so much happier outside.  They don’t mind four months inside, they are ok with five, and they start really suffering at six months.  This means I watch closely danger of first and last frost to keep the plants outside as long as possible.

    Some things, such as the impatiens and begonias that I was taught  by my paternal grandmother to bring inside as cuttings to root in winter and then replant in spring start struggling outside when lows are steadily in the 40’sF, which is why I did the cuttings today.  The tomatoes are still producing, so I have not yet switched the raised beds from tomatoes to hardy greens, but the seeds I planted when I pulled up the peppers and the eggplant are starting to come up.

    Today’s harvest included:  Cherokee purple, roma, and cherry tomatoes, green beans, baby butternut squash, thai hot chili peper, white and orange carrots to eat now; sweet herbs to dry for infusions–stevia, licorice mint, lemon balm, lemon verbena, spearmint.  Coming up:  spinach, chard, turnip greens.

     

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    Receiving v. Taking Revisited

    Last Tuesday night class, I noticed that one of my students who had started out with very tight hamstrings fairly easily touched his toes at the beginning of class. He is an athletic guy who started yoga in his late 60’s. He first came only with his wife, who has been a regular student for a number of years. After a few months, he started coming even when she was out of town. He said that although it was hard and he does not always feel like coming, he always feels better afterwards, which inspires him to keep showing up.

    When I saw his easeful uttanasana–standing forward fold–I asked whether six months ago he would have thought this possible. He replied that he knew it would just take time. If he had pushed it, he would have just busted a hamstring.

    This was a great illustration of the class theme of receiving v. taking. If he had pushed or grasped at the poses that require hamstring flexibility, he would have just injured himself. By coming to class consistently and practicing with right effort, though, the openness came to him when it was time.

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