Found Exhortation


I don’t want to see the pictures. I don’t want to read the news, but putting my head in the sand will not eliminate the existence of the tragedy. Those of you who have read this blog regularly, know that in my own comfortable middle class way, I am seeking to reduce my energy consumption. …
A number of years ago I had a conversation with a cherished friend and co-worker who is no longer in this body. I was explaining to her the yoga practice of samtosha (contentment), which is one of the five niyamas that make up the second limb of the eight-limbed path of yoga set forth in…
Who goes past oblivious and uncaring? Who goes past preoccupied? Who takes a brief glance and continues on? Who stops to watch? Who discusses and invites? Who makes a special pilgrimage? Who is inspired to create by the creative offering? Photos from last week of Doug Aiken’s Song\1 at the Hirshhorn.
Great description of true practice.
I walked round trip to Georgetown today. It was good to walk. It was good to be with the books. It was good to have a simple meal offered by a friend when I got home.
These stickers have been around town for awhile; I first noticed them during one of the big marches. I assume that it is meant to be ironic. The idea of fighting for non-violence, though, certainly highlights the degeneration of much of our political dialogue into an us versus them fighting stance, even for those seeking…