One of the things about yoga is it can teach us to adapt more fluidly to new circumstances (which are happening all the time!).
Pose by pose, breath by breath.
No matter what our age, the practices help adapt us to the ever-constant changes in ourselves, others, and circumstances. This is certainly the practice for me.
Old dog… new tricks!
For a dog to learn new tricks, it needs a trainer.
Such is yoga and meditation for me.
Though I am no pup, I am open to learning ways to have a happier and more balanced, loving, and compassionate life.
Ruff, ruff! Teach away, yoga and meditation!
Often when I’m in a beautiful place, I am moved to do a yoga pose or two there.
Beautiful thing in a beautiful place.
The joy and love and good energy I feel when I do yoga is a beautiful thing.
Beauty arising!
Like a rose to the sun, we grow and open to the Light of the universal as we practice our yoga and meditation.
However, the flower cannot be “forced” to develop and open from a bud into a rose. Similarly, we too cannot force ourselves to open. But we can put ourselves in good or optimal conditions to grow into the Light through the practices.
Won’t you bloom with me?
Like penguins popping out of the ocean onto the beach, we are born of the Ocean of Consciousness.
And like penguins returning to the sea to feed, we return to this Ocean through our yoga and meditation practices. We return to the source of our being, this infinite Ocean of Consciousness, again and again.
Practice… jump in!
spire–Latin root for “breatheā
There is no telling what will transpire as we do our yoga and meditation.
Breathe in deep, breathe out long.
Through the practices, as we respire, may the energies of our being conspire to inspire us to be more deeply rooted and firmly grounded reaching for and uplifted by the heavens!
That’s the spirit!
The uncluttered mind is spacious.
Our yoga and meditation can help the mind grow quieter and discover its spaciousness, when less thought-filled and not so busy with thought.
Like a desert stretching in all directions, vast, this quieter mind.
The pristine heart is always there.
There are those of us who do not know it exists.
And there are those of us who know it exists, but find it hard to feel it at times. It is often forgotten or lost touch with.
The practices can return us to it, again and again, or maybe give us just a glimpse.
With practice, we learn how to go to it more easily, more often… and maybe one day not leave it all?
Such is the practice!
Like the notes and chords of a piano, the varied thoughts and emotions play on the heart of our being.
Their sounds come and go, some linger a while, some not.
The pristine heart is the witness of all these–melodies and/or cacophonies, symphonies, concertos, little ditties… stray notes, some sharp, discordant at times….
The pristine heart remains.
May we always return to this pristine heart to refresh, renew and gain perspective.
What notes will play upon it today?… tomorrow?
Smile, the pristine heart is the perfect witness of life’s play. Smile in it peace.
A restless mind is what drives many of us to yoga and meditation.
Thank it.
The mind turned inward during yoga and meditation can explore the inner terrain to discover the source of these thoughts and feelings.
Thank it.
The Every Day Yogi 