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Yoga for Grief Relief

Some may say yoga for the broken-hearted but … it’s not broken. It’s resilient and strong – just ignored or neglected.

Here’s an article that might resonate with some of us this season. It can be about any kind of loss – not necessarily loss of life itself, one might be grieving over. Some people may be so afraid of loss – any kind of loss – that they really have a “grip” and clinging on but sometimes more you tighten the grip, the more what is precious seem to slip through. What is there to be afraid of? Loss of faith, confidence, gasp … control. I suppose the list goes on …Loss of passion in a relationship? Loss of friendship? Loss of all that you possess materially? What if you had … nothing? Is that dreadful? Think – Grace, Peace and Harmony. It’s okay – not everything you have to hold onto, “fight” for; there is no need to slash about, slaying dragons, battling to hold onto all – maybe it’s meant to be that there’s an “end”. That it be lost. There’s no renewal and rebirth, no evolution, sometimes without emptying of what’s had its fill. What needs to change. It’s a cliche these days but we just have to let go. Breathe out the stale and let in the freshness. Feel light; simplify and possess less. Relinquish … control and feel the freedom.

Accumulate less, blow the dust off, de-clutter…just have less… junk, in order that we may discover the subtle power that lays dormant within, feel the real wealth that we each possess.

Reclaim vibrancy and brightness, freedom and … lightness through yoga …

Try the mudra – sure way to regain what’s lost:) Helpful to be a guitar player …

Sa – Index finger to thumb – for cultivating Wisdom and Knowledge
Ta – Middle finger to thumb – for greater Patience
Na – Ring finger to thumb – for restoration of Health and Energy
Ma – Little finger to thumb – for inviting Intuitive Communication

Sat Nam = “Truth is my Name” as I see the divinity, the light, the essence in you. As Judith says, we are merely a conduit or at times a mirror of those we interact with.

By the way, having experienced Gurmukh at Wanderlust, Lake Tahoe and at her home studio, Golden Bridge, in Santa Monica, I came to appreciate this unique practice too – I love kundalini yoga. Why do we have to pick one style? It’s ALL GOOD. Incorporate little gems for that precious moment. That moment when you feel that “prana” zip through you:) Awake without coffee:) Besides, I prefer matcha anyway…

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No Dogma in Healing – it’s all good.

fox(from the film, Helen the Baby Fox, 2006)

To me, Yoga is not and should NOT be a cult-like; religion or one-style. And it’s not exclusive to acrobats, gymnasts, and dancers – although inspiring (or gross?) to look at the “limits” of some well trained bodies. It’s for everyone who wants to lead a more wholesome, organic, intuitive life.

To me, it’s more about embracing life and intensifying the experience of living by being “awake”, conscious and energetically sattvic. In order to do that, it helps to be physically and mentally fit and strong – and that means, those who are suffering from injuries of injustice, a degree of hurt, illness need it more and whatever the circumstances, regardless – ALL are included. It’s not just for certain body types but for a whole wide range of humanity to experience the healing benefits – isn’t that the point? Healing does not necessarily mean you are physically hurt or disabled; in fact, you may have no physical limitations whatsoever – you may feel there’s absolutely nothing to fix as you are perfect…really? It’s okay – everyone is vulnerable if they are human …it may be healing from bruised self-esteem, healing from a rocky experience, healing from fears instilled by haters, toxic relationships… we can all use a little TLC to experience deep healing that can only be found from within. It’s okay to recognize and acknowledge our own pains and weaknesses without judgment; and find ways to transcend. That process can be beautiful. Some call it – blissful.

Touching the toes, being vegan or espousing non-violence does not make one more enlightened … patience, empathy and just being … kind to those closest to you. Isn’t that enough? My mother’s favorite little saying – “charity starts at home.” Once that part is cared for, at that central core, then we can reach out to enlarge that circle of kindness – or just call it, positive regards for others as though they too belong to your family. Not easy to transcend barriers of prejudice and bias. It’s a tough practice.

Yoga starts out somewhat self-absorbed and self-centered but, gradually extends – its teachings does help you when you are short of patience, lacking empathy and feeling unkind and selfish. When you brain is doing all the thinking whatever it’s good at – whether be, counting, measuring, calculating, planning, or most common – feeding the ego, all perceived as needed skills for survival but then what about the … heart? When we turn our attention to our heart, that poor neglected heart …to our feelings and emotions oftentimes suppressed in favor of the thinking brain… we often surprise ourselves. At a physical level, it’s pumping and refueling, over and over, nourishing our trillions of cells.

On astral level, there’s the vibe … the warmth, there’s the fuzzy feeling of energy mixed with … freedom. Lightness. Then tip the head back and from the crown of your head, pour the nectar of consciousness onto our great river of spine. Let that trickle down to saturate your entire being:) For me, it starts from the heart, “kokoro”. As Richard Rosen says, the brain often gets us in trouble (which is the opposite thinking – the brain, the problem solver, not?). The brain is not a computer; the heart, not a pump; our spirit, not a wifi. Us humans are more complicated. What’s interesting to note is that us humans have not changed all that much from couple of thousands of years ago; whereas the contents of our toolkit has undergone a drastic reconfiguration and our environment and our lifestyle, a dramatic change from even just a 100 years ago – but the body and mind of our’s have not changed all that much from the caveman days. Yes, our mortality rate has improved and longevity doubled … but still… Essentially our makeup is not all that different from our ancestors while what influences us have changed a lot. Something to “think” about when we approach what it is that we really need to feel gratitude and abundance.

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Fox or a WOLF!?

Today, while walking Mitsu, a guy stops his bicycle mid-tracks and asks, “is it a wolf?”
“no, (as a joke) she’s a fox.”
oddly, he believed me. he: “a fox? not a wolf?”
me: “no, not a wolf (silly!of course it’s a dog) she’s a fox.”
He looked rather surprised but believed me… (bad me), excitedly reciting back to self – a fox? A FOX? for real?
me: yes. (she who spoke not the truth – if only Mitsu’s tail was straight as a brush…)

I did tell bunch of little kids the other day that she’s a fox and a boy squealed with joy in meeting a … fox.
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Might as well have people believe (okay, by misinforming them might not be good but … so funny to see the reaction) – isn’t it more fun to think there’s a fox around? Seriously.

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Vignette from summer 2015 again – I told you it’s not a vacation when I visit Tokyo…
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IMG_9772_smallThanks to Adachi-sensei, the physical therapist, and my mother’s efforts, she is now able to walk after a hip replacement surgery. Ask me about hip sockets, I know them… hahaha. A lesson learned might be – use them or you lose them; and when I say use them, I don’t mean to torment them or “over”use them. Best to of course walk a lot, avoid contortionist poses, and (without wear and tear) stretch, stretch, in an effort to increase flexibility and range of motion. Did teach some yoga to my mother during my stay – the kind that she can do while sitting so hope she keeps it up!

My aunt I visited at a hospice this summer in Tokyo has passed away. Luckily my mother and my sister and the rest of the family was at her bedside and sang her favorite song – I had no idea – Que Sera Sera!??? Not very Japanese, is it? My aunt was a very interesting person …tri-lingual (Japanese, English and Spanish), so full of intellect and more importantly, with a BIG generous kind HEART, brimming with love. Just this year, I had a delicious bowl of tempura udon at a soba-shop and then a cup of coffee at a Hawaii themed cafe with her in Azabu-Jyuban. Just this year – I will cherish the memory of her kindness always. The time before when she told me nonchalantly that she has cancer was at an elevator to a fitness club she took me to in Roppongi. It was a fitness club where she swam for over 20 years… she let me take yoga classes there as her guest… then we went wine shopping. Another kind, precious loving soul moving onto another plane; another world. I am going to miss her – now all the memories are coming back … anyone who has ever lost anyone knows that flashbacks of memory that stays with you…RIP.

When I was just a little girl
I asked my mother what will I be?
Will I be pretty, will I be rich?
That’s what she said to me:

Que sera, sera. What ever will be will be
the future’s not ours to see.
Que sera, sera. What will be, will be.

When I was just I child in school
I asked me teacher, what should I try?
Should I paint pictures, should I sing songs?
This was her wise reply:

Que sera, sera. What ever will be will be
the future’s not ours to see.
Que sera, sera. What will be, will be.

When I grew up and fell in love
I asked my sweetheart, what lies ahead?
Will we have rainbows, day after day?
That’s what my sweetheart said:

Que sera, sera. What ever will be will be
the future’s not ours to see.
Que sera, sera. What will be, will be.

Now I have children of my own,
They ask their mother, what will I be?
Will I be handsome, will I be rich?
I tell them tenderly:

Que sera, sera. What ever will be will be
the future’s not ours to see.
Que sera, sera. What will be, will be.