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Radiating Harmony

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I’ve been practicing this Wim Hof breathing video
every day for almost a week…
It’s eaten into my music time on my cushion,
but now I’m breathing more consciously—
and maybe when my breath is strong enough,
I will breathe consciously as I play my music.
I have been preparing for this moment for so long:
Where I feel totally free and at ease,
allowing myself to create authentically
from my deepest center,
letting the love of life, of presence
flow from me, radiating harmony into the world.

What I Heard in the Forest

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I went to pray
in the green cathedral
of the forest today.
I breathed,
and my heart was open.
I sat, surrounded
by the symphony of life,
birdsong, wind,
rock, moss, ferns, earth,
water, trees…
I felt so blessed
to soak in this beauty,
this perfection of life,
of being.
I asked for the truth
to be revealed to me.
This is what I heard:

You are the one and only instrument of creation.
You are consciousness, and I love you.
I love all the ways you express yourself,
the myriad forms you assume to create
the tapestry of existence!
I celebrate you today,
exactly as you are,
pure consciousness,
light of being.

NaPoWriMo2020 Day 23

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I taught a Zoom yoga class tonight.
It’s so strange not to be with my students,
you know, in the same room, like I’m used to.
At the same time, here I was in Maryland,
and there were friends in Texas who joined,
one in New Jersey, and one from somewhere
I clearly wasn’t, because it was night where I was,
and she had light streaming through her window.
So although I can’t be physically present to my students,
somehow, I can be with friends all over the world.
And that, my friends, is the power of the internet.
So although this strange time comes with many challenges,
there are some unexpected silver linings,
like teaching yoga to someone a thousand miles away,
somehow…

NaPoWriMo 2020 Day 8

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Hey friends. I’m late to the game, catching up on the last few days. I liked the prompt for day 8 over at the NaPoWriMo site, which included links to multiple Twitter accounts that focus on the work of individual poets and which send lines of their poetry (Poetry Bots!) into the universe.
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Poem Beginning With a Line By Sylvia Plath

I am not ready for anything to happen.
I am not ready for anything not to happen.
I am, quite simply, not ready.
Not ready for life or for death.
Not ready for sickness or for health.
Not ready for a Pandemic.
Not ready to go back to “normal.”
I am not ready, but I can still breathe.
Yes. I’ll breathe in now.
Yes. I’ll breathe out now.
I guess I’m ready for something.
I’m ready to breathe.

A Nice Cold One

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The reasonable voice says
Don’t panic.
But the panicky part in me
panics like never before.
So many questions.
So much uncertainty.
I hear the liquor stores are doing great right now.
It makes sense.
When faced with so much uncertainty,
and you have to stay home,
and you’re around your famly
for longer stretches of time than usual
and you don’t know how to do this…
A nice, cold one sounds like a great idea.
I’d like to tell everyone to wake up,
because that’s my job as a yoga teacher.
But I’m unemployed right now, sitting home,
alone because my kids are with their dad.
I look in my fridge. Virtually empty.
Do I risk going to the store?
A nice, cold one would be really great right now…

Regardless of the Neatness

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I want to get creative.
I want to paint
draw
write
dance
sing
knit
sew
cook
do yoga.
I look around my house.
It’s cluttered, disorganized.
I can’t create with my house like this,
I tell myself.
So I pick up.
Dust.
Vacuum.
Put away.
Organize.
I look around my house again.
It’s beautiful. Neat. Luminous.
But now I’m so damn tired
I no longer have the energy to create!
Maybe I need to learn how to create
regardless of the neatness of my space.

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Gratitude: Day 8 of 48

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This guitar was made for playin’.

Thank you God for all of these blessings

Thank you for this guitar

Even though I’m self-taught

Thank you for giving me the motivation to

Play and sing anyway

Thank you for sending me the courage

To play to my students

And thank you for showing me more

When I am ready .

I Made Myself Get Out

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It’s amazing what can happen
when you get over yourself
and try something new.
I made myself get out tonight,
even though a part of me
just wanted to stay home
and feel lonely and depressed.
I made myself get out tonight
to attend the yoga studio
holiday party.
I took the staff yoga class,
and ate some yummy vegan food;
I even won a gift card in a raffle!
I sat and ate, and
multiple people actually
sat down next to me
and talked to me!
It felt good to connect.
It felt good to be out,
to be in the presence of
kind souls making merry.
Yes, it’s amazing what can happen
when you get over yourself
and try something new.

Just Get Quiet and Still

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If I can just get quiet and still
and go within and listen
I can hear the heartbeat
of the Universe.
I can feel the deep peace
that is my true nature.
I can sense the oneness of being
that is the truth of existence.
Yeah, I should probably
just get quiet and still
and go within and listen
more often.