Original writing, unassigned, unprompted
Reading for the upcoming yoga training…
The interesting thing about the external forms of gratification that we use to fill this lack at our core is that when they disappear or decay (like the loss of a lover, job, money, or status), they return us to the basic truth that nothing outside of ourselves can ultimately create a solid ground out of which we can find peace.
-Michael Stone, “Yoga for a World out of Balance. Teachings on Ethics and Social Action”
Here is the inside (purl) and the outside (knit) of my current project, long fingerless gloves for myself, intended as a “swatch” for a bigger and even more “boring” item.
When I lived in Philadelphia, I used to go to Philly Power Yoga several times a week. Continue reading “I Don’t Want to Be a Full Time Yoga Instructor”
The physical heart is to the left of center. The spiritual heart is to the right. My tango heart is, bewilderingly, in Philadelphia.
The first weekend of December I flew to Philly for Lesley’s memorial service. Got there late Friday afternoon back home Sunday evening. Continue reading “Where My Tango Heart Is”
At approximately 42:19 mark into Rob Bell’s interview with Caleb Wilde (Caleb Wilde is a Funeral Director), this happens:
Caleb: I think that grief is worship <…> That takes the shame out of it. So many people are just: “Oh, why am I not at closure yet, and why haven’t I processed through this linear grief work yet? I should be done by now!”
But I think grief is a form of worship. <…> Closure is a myth. It doesn’t happen the way we want it to happen. It’s messy. And the person who has died is there. As long as you love someone you will be grieving.
Love letters understated 