At the end of a yoga or meditation practice, take time to enjoy the sweet fruit or nectar that arises from your practice.
You never know what may arise, and time with it helps grow it; as we appreciate it, it literally expands and spreads in our being.
Transformation is a process of letting go–from what we sense we can manage, contain, or control into that which is new for us. It is a venture.
This transformation is a gift of the practices, the sweet fruit of our efforts, a gift of grace.
We poise ourselves to open and align ourselves to receive it through our yoga and meditation.
See you at yoga!
Transformation. What did you think I was going to say?
We cannot force transformation.
We can invite it through doing our yoga and meditation practices and through our intention.
Transformation happens!
The transformative power of yoga is like going to a Grand Oculist who changes the prescription of our glasses, literally changing our vision, our experience of the world.
Our part is doing the practices–asana (poses), pranayama (breath work), meditation, chanting…
and trusting the processes they unleash and welcome.
I want these words, like a yoga pose or a meditation, to inspire you to beauty and deeper love.
Yes, it can.
So much yoga is fast these days. Popular vinyasa can be one pose per breath–inhale into the pose, exhale out.
Another way to do yoga is to hold poses several breaths, even several minutes.
Try this, and you will probably notice a point early on when you habitually want to exit the pose.
Stay in it, and breathe. See where the pose goes….
Allow it to bloom!
Get lost in your heart
for the adventure of your lifetime.
Yoga and meditation can be your tour guides.
Practice, practice, practice.
It’s what we yogis and meditators do.
No performance, just practice!
Imagine a school where the teacher knows what you need to help decrease suffering and increase compassion, happiness, joy, and love.
Imagine such a teacher in such a school….
This is somehow what yoga and meditation practices offer me… again and again!
Silence is teaching me the words of its song.
I listen quietly.
The Every Day Yogi 