Yoga Drugs

August 12, 2011

Wind moves the tall grasses, opening a slender swath at the spine of the hill. I trespass her narrow path, feeling her breath in my spine. Her inhale pauses, whooshing out in exhale. Our attunement grows so perfect she is the breath of my beloved, as I am hers. Every healing longed for moves between our [...]

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Time Brings Me Nothing

August 4, 2011

This hour is holy.  Why?  Because I choose to be wholly in it.  No pun, please.  Summer in New England is precious because there is never enough except when we stop to be it, to match our spirit to its own. Part of summer’s sacred-Self is that it removes longing for an unknown future.  My [...]

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Lacuna

July 26, 2011

Lacuna, what a wonderful word!  It’s a particularly wonderful word at this time of year when we can be it, as well as see it.  It’s meaning is a hiatus, or blank space- possibly as in a vacation.  It can also be an intercellular space, and-or a small pit or depression, like those in the [...]

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Full Moon Rising

July 13, 2011

The almost perfected-moon rises, Pale in late afternoon cloud Pinked with sunset’s reflection, Claiming her sky. From twilight’s descending lavender She grows dense and hard-edged, Her rabbit face pentimento revealed As Sol drops below the horizon. My almost perfected-Self Rises within Growing potent and full Despite forsaken promises Long gone dreams Dead-end journeys. Now, now [...]

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Musical Shape Shifting- Exploration of Teaching Modalities

July 7, 2011

To be at one with Self we must have, and be at home in our own rhythmic archetype.  We must be able to move with the flow inherent in our internal rhythms.  Our early relationship with rhythm begins in utero where we are soothed with mother’s heartbeat, the pulse of her blood flow, even her [...]

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Shape Shifting/Part III

June 30, 2011

What prepares us for our dying?  What practices help final steps courageously leap toward the most formidable of unknowns?  Need you be Thelma & Louise?  Is religion a balm?  Will belief stave off fear?  Can love do the trick?  All are helpful, except when religion forever damns us, or the beliefs are nihilistic.  And love?  [...]

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Sol Sistere

June 20, 2011

Sol Sistere It is now Gaia’s breathless moment, The standstill hour of homage To her consort’s shortest night, When only petals, Burnt by his heat, Fall, disturbing stillness. Sol’s perfecting creates Four quadrants, four teachers, four gifts Before turning toward Winter’s underworld descent Before falling from bright Grace Before death’s introspection. T.S. was right, “Here [...]

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Shape Shifting /Part II

June 10, 2011

Any major decision demands life-changes.  Some we expect, others crawl out of the woodwork, and some fly in on angel wings. In my long considered decision to commit to a 500 hour Yoga certification, all manner of flying beasts have been let loose.  Despite demanding more energy than expected, (Va sans dire.) it’s far broader [...]

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Shape Shifting-part I

May 27, 2011

With the need for increasing mental, emotional, and physical flexibility to see us to the other side of enormous change, I shall be writing on the helpful and subversive ideas and teachings of four talented Instructors.  This week Aaron Cantor, followed by Daniel Orlansky, Jen Yarrow, and Shiva Rea. Spring opens the body from winter weight.  [...]

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Sacred Recognition

May 20, 2011

Osho wrote: “In a moment of meditation you suddenly see that you can move in two directions-either horizontal or vertical.  The vertical consists of silences, blissfulness, ecstasies, the horizontal consists of hands, work, the world.” Sacred Recognition   The western wind dropped away Carrying her last exhale out to sea Subduing blue-black chop, Prostrating cliff-grasses. Now [...]

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Unholy Alliance

May 5, 2011

William Blake said in “Eternity.” “He who binds to himself a joy Does the winged life destroy: But he who kisses the joy as it flies Lives in eternity’s sun rise.” As spring’s haunting hour of splendor turns toward summer, ‘kissing the joy as it flies’ is a full time job. The only dance left [...]

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Gatekeepers & Go-Betweens

April 25, 2011

The fascinating work in a dance is the moment connecting two moves.  As a long time choreographer I’ve watched a lot of dance.  The ahaaa moment is not necessarily when the leg extends high into the air, though that is glamorous and exciting, rather is is the connective fiber taking the leg toward its next [...]

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Training Wheels

April 14, 2011

Remember the training wheels on your first bike?  Or perhaps you were one of those without? You had the scabby knees to prove yourself a flyer. Starting out in anything, especially life, it’s a gift to have the support of training wheels, all kinds of wheels; those, who are the ‘wind beneath your wings.’ These [...]

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A Bridge Across Forever

April 6, 2011

If I am to arc upward Spiraling toward the eternal, As archangels do, Wings curved to carry wind and stars alike. Is every effort out and up? What if the arc flows inward, archpiece of surrender, Answering uncertainty, and the unknown? How then do I take form? How shall I become if Deformed by dark [...]

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By Tiny Steps We Become Known

March 29, 2011

The baby steps are the steps of the mystic.  The large, grandiose steps are the ‘I’ of the ego.  These I/me steps move into the world to learn of   success, or not.  The ego I/me is interested in the objective life as self- mirror to its image.  As big as we make ego-steps, as wonderful [...]

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The Cold Silent Self

March 15, 2011

Describing the moon as cold and silent, resonates. Evaluating lack of spirit in those same terms, requires explanation. Kundalini Yoga has given the name, ‘Cold Depression’ to being cut off from spirit. It is a modern malaise where patience, energy, pleasure, and understanding are submerged.  It also expresses in masculine terms through over doing, pushing, [...]

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Crescent Moon

March 12, 2011

Oh growing one, Barely here Tender as a new scar Cut by a black scythe Opening the night sky. Rise alone Silent over one Lone tree One lone watchman On the journey Filling the same promise Pushing back darkness.

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MeltDown

March 4, 2011

If you stand and listen, faint rumblings of impatient bodies fill the air. With the first scent of spring we sniff new blood, shifting winter’s lock down  into choatic movement. It’s this shift that creates all manner of imbalances. These imbalances do not occur to such an extreme degree in warmer climes, but for many, March [...]

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The Second Time Around

February 25, 2011

Repeating something the second or third time around can be maddening.  It can also be gratifying if you note change, and growth.  Repetition also offers moments for choice full response.  This is often not true the first time we go through something. Many of us don’t know what to expect, or can calculate any yardstick [...]

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Destruction & Choas: Third of Three Installments on Love

February 17, 2011

The line of skeletal trees against a later sunrise suddenly seem vulnerable without their covering of snow, or darkness.  They remind me of an old photograph of women, stripped of their clothing, their small hands desperate to cover naked pain, running between two lines of laughing soldiers, How does the mind layer these terrible and [...]

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