to the folks at Christian Yoga Magazine for rerunning my Mudras in Christian Imagery blog post (and for the lovely formatting) on their site!
http://christianyogamagazine.com/?p=38
Friday, May 9, 2008
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Who knew?
Back to the mat on a regular basis again, and damn, it feels de-lish! Although I've definitely lost some skill, I'm hoping with time, strength-building, and regular practice I'll be back to where I was before.
But an interesting thing happened today that made me remember how blessed I am. To be grateful for this day, this body, this life. After class, someone I don't know well but am rather fond of told me I was "an inspiration." Here I am thinking how my Mountain Climbers suck these days, how I'm too weak to get to full Locust...in typical perfectionist fashion, I was beating myself up. Yet, to someone, my practice or my determination was inspirational.
This was just a simple reminder to not take your unique blessings for granted. To appreciate them, to humbly shine through dedication to your own practice. Every body is different. You never know what each day will bring, so cherish each and every one. It's extremely easy for me to forget how fortunate I am to even be able to practice on a regular basis with such wonderful teachers. Some people have neither the health, time, nor discretionary income to allow them to partake, even when they desperately want to.
It was good for me to hear that today, not so much for the ego stroke, but to shake me out of my comfortable complacency. This is a good body I have...why do I continue to malign it? Even on my worst day I have more than some will ever have in a lifetime. So it's time I woke up and took note and shifted my thinking. In this skin is a damn good place to be.
But an interesting thing happened today that made me remember how blessed I am. To be grateful for this day, this body, this life. After class, someone I don't know well but am rather fond of told me I was "an inspiration." Here I am thinking how my Mountain Climbers suck these days, how I'm too weak to get to full Locust...in typical perfectionist fashion, I was beating myself up. Yet, to someone, my practice or my determination was inspirational.
This was just a simple reminder to not take your unique blessings for granted. To appreciate them, to humbly shine through dedication to your own practice. Every body is different. You never know what each day will bring, so cherish each and every one. It's extremely easy for me to forget how fortunate I am to even be able to practice on a regular basis with such wonderful teachers. Some people have neither the health, time, nor discretionary income to allow them to partake, even when they desperately want to.
It was good for me to hear that today, not so much for the ego stroke, but to shake me out of my comfortable complacency. This is a good body I have...why do I continue to malign it? Even on my worst day I have more than some will ever have in a lifetime. So it's time I woke up and took note and shifted my thinking. In this skin is a damn good place to be.
Monday, April 14, 2008
I told you she's special!
The April 2008 issue of Fit Yoga magazine features the effervescent Dolly Stavros as its "Hometown Yogi." Ya'll know I've been singing her praises since the moment I met her. Well, finally, the rest of the world is catching on.This month, she's on pages 84 and 85...but one day, I'm thinking (hoping) she'll be on the cover. There's no yogi more worthy, in my opinion.
Be big and beautiful, Dolly. Shine your light!
Want more Dolly? Hey, get in line...we all do! But in the meantime, check out Red Stone Yoga.
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
Things that make you go hmmmmmmmmmmmm...
So I'm not sure if I'm completely freaked out by this or not. As I mentioned in my last post, I've been on the bench for several weeks...I have not been able to practice and it has SUCKED. That also means no centering or meditating or OMs because I'm a slacker and I just can't get in the zone at home.
Anyway, today I'm working away on my computer. I realize I need to print my mobile phone bill so I can itemize and expense it, but I recently disconnected and moved my printer. So off I go to fetch it. I plug it into the outlet on my wall, plug another cord into the USB port on my computer, and press On. I turn back to my computer to send my document to the printer, and suddenly it starts to print even though I have not sent my document yet. I start getting aggravated, which is just a continuation of some earlier aggravation: For some reason around noonish, all hell was breaking loose. I was being instant messaged by two people from work at the same time as I was trying to respond to a text message that had just come in from my favorite man, at the same time my doorbell was ringing and my dog and my friend's Pomeranian that I am watching simultaneously begin their deep-bark, high-bark alerts. By the time I answered the door, my sister-in-law (who was on the other side) could hear me cursing through the door and looked like she was ready to duck and run when it finally swung open. Who could blame her.
But back to the printer.
Again, I'm aggravated, because this printer is brand new. So when I press On, I expect it to act appropriately and not give me any static. But it's acting strange and now it has just printed and spat out a piece of paper that I will have to throw away, which means wasted toner and wasted paper, which I hate. I snatch the paper out of the tray and turn it over and for a moment I think, cool, it didn't print at all, because it looks like the page is totally blank. Then my eye catches something in the upper left corner of the paper, a little black blemish...and this is a photo of what I saw, cross my heart, I swear:
Oh. My. God.
OM.
OM!!!!!!
My printer just told me I need to take a deep breath and chill. Or the Universe did. Or God. Or someone.
Of all the numbers. All the letters. All the possible combinations...I get O and M. O and M thisclose. The only letters on the paper. You know how sometimes when a printer goes wonky, it prints gibberish all over the page, a stray character here and there, symbols and whatnot? Well, my printer didn't wig out and spew gibberish. It malfunctioned and proclaimed OM, just one time in stark black on a blank white page. Very Zen. Very spartan. Very clearly OM.
Anyway, today I'm working away on my computer. I realize I need to print my mobile phone bill so I can itemize and expense it, but I recently disconnected and moved my printer. So off I go to fetch it. I plug it into the outlet on my wall, plug another cord into the USB port on my computer, and press On. I turn back to my computer to send my document to the printer, and suddenly it starts to print even though I have not sent my document yet. I start getting aggravated, which is just a continuation of some earlier aggravation: For some reason around noonish, all hell was breaking loose. I was being instant messaged by two people from work at the same time as I was trying to respond to a text message that had just come in from my favorite man, at the same time my doorbell was ringing and my dog and my friend's Pomeranian that I am watching simultaneously begin their deep-bark, high-bark alerts. By the time I answered the door, my sister-in-law (who was on the other side) could hear me cursing through the door and looked like she was ready to duck and run when it finally swung open. Who could blame her.
But back to the printer.
Again, I'm aggravated, because this printer is brand new. So when I press On, I expect it to act appropriately and not give me any static. But it's acting strange and now it has just printed and spat out a piece of paper that I will have to throw away, which means wasted toner and wasted paper, which I hate. I snatch the paper out of the tray and turn it over and for a moment I think, cool, it didn't print at all, because it looks like the page is totally blank. Then my eye catches something in the upper left corner of the paper, a little black blemish...and this is a photo of what I saw, cross my heart, I swear:
Oh. My. God.OM.
OM!!!!!!
My printer just told me I need to take a deep breath and chill. Or the Universe did. Or God. Or someone.
Of all the numbers. All the letters. All the possible combinations...I get O and M. O and M thisclose. The only letters on the paper. You know how sometimes when a printer goes wonky, it prints gibberish all over the page, a stray character here and there, symbols and whatnot? Well, my printer didn't wig out and spew gibberish. It malfunctioned and proclaimed OM, just one time in stark black on a blank white page. Very Zen. Very spartan. Very clearly OM.
Monday, March 10, 2008
Why no new posts?
Well, I've been on the bench for five weeks, going on six. I'm hoping this is my last week off, because I miss my yoga, and I'm becoming a chunky little monkey. As soon as I'm back on my mat, I'm hoping to share more yoga experiences here.
Again, I apologize for the dry spell!
Again, I apologize for the dry spell!
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