Has my Heart Gone to Sleep?

Has my heart gone to sleep?  . . . No, my heart is not asleep.  It is awake, wide awake.     – Antonio Machado (19th century Spanish Poet) Complete Poem Here

I just returned from teaching in Mexico City.  I was surprised to see people there grappling with the same issues that confront us here in the USA:  financial instability, environmental degradation, the fast pace of life, and a deep longing for a better way of life that invites forth more of our humanity and dignity.  Yogis all over the world are choosing a practice that invites change, that calls us into the arena to be more open, to feel more deeply and live with greater passion and aliveness — so we are not just a “stranger on this dark earth.” (Rilke)

We are called to open our hearts to feel more fully, this is an ever deepening journey of intimacy with ourselves and the world.  As yogis we want the flexibility to be able to open our hearts when appropriate and close our hearts when necessary.  This pulsation of opening and closing is called spanda in Sanskrit

May our yoga practice today, awaken us to the spanda of our own hearts that we may be aware of the times when we are closing and the times when we are opening, that we may live more skillfully, more consciously, with a greater ability to give and receive Love.

Slowing Down to Hear the Music of Life

The rate of change in life is accelerating.  Everyone and everything is moving faster and faster.

The Wahsington Post recently put Joshua Bell, one of the greatest violin masters in the world, in a busy Washington, D.C subway station .  They video taped him playing violin while people rushed by.  They wanted to see if anyone would pause and notice that a master musician was playing some of the most exquisite music on the planet.  You can watch the video by clicking here:  “Stop and Hear the Music”

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Celebrating Yoga Del Mar – a poem by Nikyta

We shape clay into a pot.  But it is the emptiness inside that holds whatever we want.        -Tao Te Ching #11

like this space / how an empty room / without furniture / No pictures hanging on the wall / bare wood floor and draped windows

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The Underground Currents of Being

Ask Me

Some time when the river is ice ask me
mistakes I have made. Ask me whether
what I have done is my life. Others
have come in their slow way into
my thought, and some have tried to help
or to hurt: ask me what difference
their strongest love or hate has made.

I will listen to what you say.
You and I can turn and look
at the silent river and wait. We know
the current is there, hidden; and there
are comings and goings from miles away
that hold the stillness exactly before us.
What the river says, that is what I say.

— William Stafford

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Yoga as a creative artistic expression of Being

In your light I learn how to love.  In your beauty how to make poems.

You dance inside my chest where no one sees you.  But sometimes I do

and that sight becomes this art.

–Rumi

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And the day came

And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom. 
—Anaïs Nin

2008 YDM Anusara Yoga Teacher Training Graduating Class

 This is a beautiful picture of the 2008 Yoga Del Mar Anusara Teacher Training participants. Look at all of those radiant faces! What an incredibly talented group of women.

Magnificent Teachers in the Making

Magnificent Teachers in the Making