Author: pmcrose

Meditation is much like an old-fashioned gumball machine.

You know you are in for a sweet treat, but you don’t know what exactly you’re in for till it comes down the shoot.

I am a never-ending process of change.

Yoga and meditation are like a mysterious, wonderful, and miraculous natural GPS system bringing us to the center, or closer to its vicinity, in the midst of all this!

After a journey, there’s nothing like coming home–to my house, my yard, my friends and family… to my yoga mat and meditation cushion.

It’s wonderful to travel, but there is something special about coming home.

Though I did the practices while away, as I sit in meditation with eyes closed on my familiar cushion and cloth in the room I meditate in daily, I feel a bit like Dorothy tapping her red shoes.

You know “There’s no place like home!”

There are two types (and maybe more?) of travel in life – horizontal and vertical.

With horizontal travel, we visit or go places… to the store, to a restaurant, to the beach, to a park. We hike, we fly in a plane, we ride a bike, we walk….

With vertical travel, we deepen our experience of life. We travel to the vicinity of our core, our center.

Yoga and meditation are vehicles for vertical travel.

Bon voyage!

There is no corner of life that is not alive.

How will it surprise each of us today?

(Today’s photo is from the cloud forest in Mindo, Ecuador courtesy of my daughter.)

We are birds of a different color, you and me, each unique in our song.

Yoga and meditation can help us see more with our hearts, and thereby learn to appreciate, respect, and even love each other as variations on the human theme.

Together we can create beautiful music.

This “altruistic” path is truly in each of our best self interests!

(This yellow-throated toucan photo was taken while on a bird watching tour in the cloud forest in Mindo, Ecuador.)

Some days in meditation and yoga are like drive-bys, others long visits, some days jubilant, other days sad with tears… many with laughter, smiles, and joy overflowing, some with great stillness, and some with not–many, many with wonder and mystery coming home to the human heart.

Here in Ecuador is the closest to the heavens we come while standing on earth.

True that Mount Everest is the highest peak on earth, but given the bulge of our planet at the equator, Chimborazo, not Everest, is the closest to the heavens we come while still standing on solid ground.

It’s good to be thoughtful….

but sometimes it’s good not to be full of thoughts!

A greediness for life and all its highs and a shunning of all its negativities is still a greediness of a sort, a holding on, a clutching onto a vibration that can in no way be held on to. It can only be honored – loved and respected and humbly bowed to.

Life can no more be held onto than light itself.