Timing
It was coincidence that I took out the trash just in time to witness the beauty of sunset.

It was coincidence that I took out the trash just in time to witness the beauty of sunset.

Dear Yogis– Rain and unseasonable weather in the weekend forecast have you wondering where is Spring? Instead of longing for the missing Spring, dig deep into the seeds of relaxation with a bolster, seven blankets (give or take a few), and other body and heart warmers, this Saturday at the final “Relaxing into Optimal Alignment”:…
Sometimes I find myself like a butterfly folding its wings. Like any other state, it is impermanent.
One of these days, I intend to add some words, along with the pictures. I’ve been practicing and studying, and integrating and, public health permitting, would like to start offering more regular practices.
I walk past the Japanese American World War II Memorial on my way to work. This means I mostly walk past without thinking about why it is there. This morning I was moved to reread and remember and ask myself what am I doing about it?