The Never-Ending Practice
"Freedom is a lifetime practice, a choice we get to make again and again each day. Ultimately, freedom requires hope, which I define in two ways: the awareness that suffering, however terrible, is temporary; and the curiosity to discover what happens next. Hope allows us to live in the present instead of the past, and to unlock the doors of our mental prisons." ~Dr. Edith Eger, The Gift
The beauty that surrounds us is sometimes overwhelming.
How to get out of my own way? Practice, discipline, dedication. Staying centered, grounding, flying.
I was born on a full moon, at the beginning of a weekend (Friday at 4:54 p.m.), at the beginning of the summer (May 30th), at the beginning of a decade (1980).
No window
No pane
Fresh air
Still leaves
Shimmering branches
Yellow flowers
Insects hum
Birds singing good evening
Green, blue, gray
Great gratitude
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Poetry is not a luxury
Poetry is mandatory
Retreat is compulsory
Practice is a portal
Retreat launches and relaunches your practice
Deepens your surrender
Lets you let go into the moment of what is here now
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So many shades of green surround me
I have found my green circle and embodied it
Behind the trees, the backdrop of the sky, lake and volcanoes
Mama Earth, Father Sky
Mother Time, Father Space
Love and energy
Cloud movies
Such beauty and tranquility
Thunder rolls in the distance
The breeze picks up
The rain is coming
Sweater time
Thankful for another day of life
In this body
In this place
In this moment
Breathe deeper
Breathe in this gift
The sharpness, the dullness, the pleasure, the pain
The everything in-between
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I’m curious how today will unfold.
Make every step a conscious step.
Write, read, listen, speak. Breathe. Stretch. Be you. Be love.
