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I’m reading a book right now, Fried; Why You Burn Out and How to Revive. Sometimes our nightstands can tell us a lot about the head space we’re in. Do you ever find that? I’m not burned out though, just kind of dancing near the edges. The reason I picked up the book was…..
work takes up at least half of our waking lives. And when work gets frenetically busy the breakneck speed and stress leaks over into our personal lives and threatens our ability to unwind, to maintain healthy boundaries, and to get the rest we need in order to refresh ourselves…..
A large glass container is set out in front of the audience and a few large rocks are placed in it. Then pebbles are added in to fill in the space between the rocks. Is the container full, he asks the audience? They say it is. So he takes a bucket of sand and pours it into the container filling the space between the…..
Do you ever get a feeling of almost nausea when you have overly indulged in shopping, or small talk, or endless “seeking”? Seeking the perfect diet, the perfect spiritual practice, the perfect wardrobe. Always seeking but never finding. Reading about how but never actually doing it?
Like it or not, there are times in life when we’re having a problem with someone close to us. It’s difficult enough to have a relationship strain with any person; bosses, colleagues, neighbors, etc., but it’s particularly difficult when it’s someone that you love. My first inclination is always…..
The pull of the soul is like the pull of a river. You can fight the current and get sore, tired and banged up; you can even eddy out for days, weeks, or even a lifetime, but in the end you are still going down the river.
The other night as I was tucking my five year old into bed she said, “Mommy, you know sometimes how when you’re with your best friend you feel like you’re with your Mommy?”
Probing a little deeper I said, “Yes, I think so, but what do you mean sweetie?”
I came down with a pretty rough strain of head cold last Wednesday and was forced to dial back all my activity. It wasn’t easy to do sometimes. The compulsion to keep running at the same pace becomes ingrained and can be hard to let go of. But at other times I let myself sink into the me that is under and beyond the doing.
I’ve been thinking about the slippery concept of destruction lately and how it relates to the human experience. The word destruction typically has only negative connotations in western society but that’s not true of the concept throughout cultures and time. In the instance of Yoga I am familiar with the Dance…..
“People say that what we’re all seeking is a meaning for life. I don’t think that’s what we’re really seeking. I think that what we’re seeking is an experience of being alive…so that we actually feel the rapture of being alive.” ~ Joseph Campbell
Five years ago I held a baby girl in my arms. Now that baby is a proud and sturdy Kindergartner who loves to color and draw and is learning how to read.
Five years ago we didn’t know it yet, but we were about to give up the life we had made in Santa Barbara…..