Afternoon crocus

Afternoon crocus
sunbath. Appreciated
by my yoga-brain.


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Observing willing and wanting.

Wanting to do it
and willing to do it are
two different things.


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Coffee between knees.

Coffee between knees.
The promise of waking up.
Writing a haiku.

"To-go cup sinner,"
I tell myself as I look
at the evidence.


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Incarnation of Patanjali is Free.

The cobra-hooded yogi is free from containment in the Bronx Zoo. And you can follow the snake on twitter!

Read more at NYTimes.com:
Twitter Patter | @BronxZoosCobra


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Personal Blogs.

…seems that I have been
blogging from a personal,
precious bloggy place.

Should life's magic and
insecurity be seen
only in private?

I want to tell all
and be heard. Still, some things keep.
Sacred privacy.

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Springtime Potential Romance Checklist.

Do I like this person?
Yes

Is this person interesting?
Yes

Am I attracted to this person?
Yes

Would I like to sexually connect with this person?
Yes

Is there anything wrong with that?
No

Am I ready for the emotional strings that form related to getting closer to someone?
Maybe…

Is there a chance that this would be a long-lasting connection?
I think about that, now that I am more "mature".

Is there some sense of resonance on "non-trivial issues"?
Yes.

Can I ever know everything about what might happen?
No.

Might I be able to know more?
Yes.

What do I need to know to feel safe about moving forward?
(Think on this.)
* what do I want?
* what is this person looking for in me?
* do these answers fit into a possible scenario that doesn't harm either person?


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Carrie inspires.

I really enjoyed reading the interview that Bob Weisenberg did at Elephant Journal with my good internet-friend, Carrie Barrepski. I am a fan of her blog, and I hope that you will enjoy knowing more about her, too.

In the interview, Bob says:

You have a very compelling personal story, and I like the way you put it right up front on your web page...

I like that, too. Carrie let's you know up-front what she sees going on with herself. Hers, is a voice of clarity. She says it like she sees it, and I love that about her. She is a woman with cerebral palsy, hearing loss, and legal blindness. I have observed that she is also an empowered writer with a zest for life, a clear mission in her writing, and clarity in her life choices. We can learn from her.

And she is a yogi!

Here's a link to the article at Elephant:
The Carrie Barrepski Interview: Passionate Crusader for The Disabled.

Vernal equinox suggests balance.

Yet, I feel so resistant to life! Which, to me, suggests an imbalance within myself. I don't want things the way they are. Which is so silly because this is just a moment. It'll pass.

In fact, just this morning when I was listening to Krista Tippett in On Being on WBEZ, I found myself appreciating the difficulty and suffering that accompany me. It was a beautiful realization of the part I play in things, and a reminder that it is worthwhile.

So, it'll pass…

Today, on the Vernal Equinox, there are 12 hours of light and 12 hours of dark, suggesting balance. But I don't really feel that. And last night's super moon (the largest the moon has appeared in 18 years) suggests power and intensity—strong gravitational force.

I feel that.

And spring growth:
I feel that!



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Limits of 'Limitless' movie.

Expanded mind-stuff
explored in 'Limitless' rang
of mulabandha.

Yet ultimately
disappointing, limited.
Yoga is better.

Read the article at Elephant:
The movie 'Limitless' is somewhat limited.


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Lululemon says.

Lululemon says,
"Girl, that muffin top must go."
Do your reps, baby.

See the article at Elephant:
Should Lululemon be talkin' about my "muffin"?


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Hello Pelvis!

Pelvic floor wakes up.
Alive to experience
daylight savings time.

Joyful in springtime
pelvic light inspires me to
write: mulabloga.


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Glimmers of Newness

Glimmers of newness
amongst confusion. Love it.
Wouldn't change a thing.


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Teacher Training Anti-Ashram.

I'm going back into teacher training tomorrow. It's the second half after an extended break of the level 2 teacher training at Yogaview.

As I'm moving toward tomorrow, I'm thinking that I'd like to stop coffee and sugar-treats, and set up some rigid practice guidelines for myself for the last several weeks of the training, in addition to the course requirements.

In seclusion, like someone might experience in a visit to an ashram, it might be easier to make changes, but then before we know it "normal life" is back—which for me is a bit off from my ideals at the moment.

I want to make a real "normal life" adjustment so I'm going to attempt to make it during this time of the special focus of teacher training. Instead of an experience apart from regular life, I want to make it a part of it.

So tomorrow I'll try to go to the anti-ashram of my ordinary life and do some extraordinary honoring and practice right here.


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Enlightenment in 3 years?

…such is a supreme seeker, fit for all forms of Yoga. He can reach enlightenment in three years.
~ B.K.S. Iyengar, Light on Yoga

My recent post at Elephant continues the topic:

More human than humans?


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Understanding the Blessing of the Bud!

After reading Laura's recent post at Shine the Divine, I was inspired to take pictures of some buds I saw. I was practically choking with every sentence of her recent blog—so much of what she quoted and wrote seemed to apply directly to me and some struggling I have been doing (for years).

It's funny, too, because in the language of her metaphor my new blooms are opening right now. I know this and I can witness her great wisdom. Even though I have struggled with the walls of my own situation, I have also received amazing gifts through the natural restraint of my life.

Here are some of her words:

There is a great deal of soulful maturation taking place swaddled inside the soft petaled walls of the closed bud. It is a necessary part of life, this turning inward, and I am grateful for the wisdom of nature that teaches me to stay right where I am for as long as I need to be here, safe and healing in my own way, even though there is pain involved. I am speaking of all aspects of healing, body/mind/heart/soul as a fully integrated embodied being. … All I need to do is rest right where I am and have faith that when I’m ready I will indeed open up into a flower that will be different, perhaps wiser and more beautiful than the one that died away so that this new bud could form, incubate and birth another blossom of me into the light.
~ Laura Hegfield

Oh, thank you, Laura! I needed to hear that! Read the rest of her post here:
Tight in a Bud

Radiance is the best boundary.

These quick notes after a yoga class are the base of my recent post at mulabloga!

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Let's say that March 2011 is my last month to live…

How would I live it?

(It's a prompt from #reverb11)

The good thing about a question like this is that it can bring a sense of immediacy to life choices:

Wow! I'm going to live important things now!

is a possible revelation from this kind of inquiry…

Or someone might stare in the face of their own irrelevance: What can I accomplish in one month that could make a positive impact on the world?

I think the question can also imply that the future is a burden. So if our lives were shortened things would get easier! And I think that I'm over that perception of life.

I have mixed feelings about this exercise because I've already spent years of my life between two similar self-messages:

Message 1. "I wish I was dead." I have discovered that this is a fearful child response to life (for me). It had no thrust behind it for a real suicidal threat. So I know that I don't really wish I was dead, I just sometimes wish that things were different than they are.

Message 2. "I'm going to die, anyway." This response to life allowed me to be really irresponsible, at times. I could ignore responsibilities because I was going to die anyway, so what did it matter?

So I've actually come to an understanding of life that works best if I live as if I had a future, rather than living as if my death was near—even though either one can be true at any time.

I think this is partially because I see that in cosmic time our actions do continue to affect our communities whether an individual continues to live or not. My grandparents continue to live on in me even though they are no longer in those bodies. Their actions continue to affect me. My actions affect the people in my life. I want my actions to be good and helpful because I see that they live on.

I live as if I'm a living being because I am alive, and that way has proven to be a more successful way to go. It also makes more sense to me than living like I'm dying (even though I am-nobody lives forever in these bodies!).

So here's my response:

Glad, grateful, loving
is how I take my next breath,
And forward from here.

Song of My Pelvis

(inspired by Song of Myself, by Walt Whitman)

I celebrate my pelvis, and sing my pelvis,
And what I assume you shall assume,
For every atom belonging to my pelvis as good belongs to you.

* more adoration of the pelvis available at mulabloga *