Day 14~ Yard Yoga

  • By onthemat
  • 05 Dec, 2017
I spent a good chunk of today working outside after we had a tree by our house taken down. The tree guys left behind two giant piles of wood chips and a large collection of logs. The logs get cut up, go into the truck and out to the fire pit. The chips get loaded […]
I spent a good chunk of today working outside after we had a tree by our house taken down. The tree guys left behind two giant piles of wood chips and a large collection of logs. The logs get cut up, go into the truck and out to the fire pit. The chips get loaded in a wheelbarrow and spread around the yard. Between each load I pause to pose – forward fold, a squat, child’s pose, down dog, knees to chest, spinal twists, and, in honor of our fallen friend, a couple of tree poses. Just a few minutes of intentional stretching and relaxation give me extra energy to work better and longer. And as I dig, lift, push and pull I try to remain conscious of wide shoulders, an engaged core, and a calm breath. If I could, I would whistle while I work, instead I hum a quiet tune and appreciate the chance to engage in useful physical labor.

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By Linda Malcomb 03 May, 2020

“There is a light in the core of our being that calls us home—one that can only be seen with closed eyes; We can feel it as a radiance in the center of our chest. This light of loving awareness is always here, regardless of our conditioning. It does not matter how many dark paths we have traveled or how many wounds we have inflicted or sustained as we have unknowingly stumbled toward this inner radiance. It does not matter how long we have sleepwalked, seduced by our desires and fears. This call persists until it is answered, until we surrender to who we really are. When we do, we feel ourselves at home wherever we are. A hidden beauty reveals itself in our ordinary life. As the true nature of our Deep Hear is unveiled, we feel increasingly grateful for no reason—grateful to simply be.”

—John J. Prendergast, PHD, The Deep Heart  

By Linda Malcomb 02 May, 2020

Seems like it’s been rainy, windy, dreary for eons. Which may have helped us shelter inside a bit more. I remember reading years and years ago in a Seth book that weather can be influenced, and even created by mass human emotion. Why not? We are far more powerful than we currently acknowledge, and science is beginning to validate many phenomena that had seemed inconceivable before. Those seemingly endless days of “bad” weather seemed congruent with the emotional tone of covid her in New England. And now SUN! Glorious, warming, invigorating, hope-filled Sun! Today I will be outside basking and gardening and thanking. And I’m sure the whole neighborhood, and most of New England will go outside, stand with our faces to the sun and breathe a huge healing breath of joy. And maybe the collective energy of that will resonate out across the word as a promise of brighter days to come.     


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