Yoga in the Natural World~ Day #2 (Week 3)

  • By Judy Bramhall
  • 21 Apr, 2020

April 21

Does it seem to anyone else that the birds are singing louder than usual? That the grass looks greener than you remembered from last year? That the daffodils are strong and brilliant in their eye-popping yellows and oranges? That the earth is breathing again? Could this really be the result of a world stopped in its tracks, halting its daily output of pollution, its endless lines of traffic, and its overall congestion? When’s the last time you’ve had time to watch spring evolve? If we allow ourselves the time, we have a precious opportunity to notice the natural world. And even better, our senses are unbound by our own lack of constant movement and distraction. Spring is a time of growth and revitalization, a time when we cherish longer days, warmer air, new flowers sprouting and the sweet notes of birdsong. Interestingly, my yoga practice has evolved too. Many days start or end on my mat, inside like the days of old, but more and more days wind their way outdoors, lured by the light and the fresh air. I wander through wooded paths, meander along the edge of the ocean, hop over streams, climb rocks, crawl in and out of emerging vegetable beds, and lastly, seeking rest, I sit with my eyes closed feeling the cool spring air and the warming sun on my face and filling my mind with the happy sounds of spring. This too is yoga. Paying attention, noticing, slowing down, finding calm and strength and gratitude in the eternal powers of the natural world. These days, I’m grateful for both kind of days.

On The Mat Yoga Blog

By Linda Malcomb May 3, 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 May 2, 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.     


More Posts
Share by: