River streams to the … LAKE. Even a dog knows that …Then what about,
Our stream of consciousness?
Where does our stream of consciousness flow to – what downstream?
Maybe a dog knows that better too.
Someone forgot her mittens … snowed last night !
Still one must make a snow man – a miniature one as with no mittens … toooooo cold!
Yes, this is California. Altitude 6,350 ft. Almost April. Yes, it’s SPRING!?
A relic from Halloween season – I think not – it’s March.
I was thinking the other day, how Americans seem terrified of aging so much more than fearing dying, even. Well, I aged last weekend – and I am thrilled to know that I am still here and aging! Much to my surprise, an explosive was brought out – no I did not attempt to blow it out but we all just laughed. Cannot blow this thing out even with the best Pranayama training – hahaha. Laugh and age – no fear. We age everyday – we celebrate the birth you came into this field of consciousness. From the protective darkness of mother’s womb into … light:) We kind of miss that cozy dark space so there you are – restorative yoga when you get homesick? Works for me.
As Judith would say, let’s not squander THIS life living in fear.
Thank you to a pair of beautiful goddesses who treated me to this explosion – reminded me of Hanabi from childhood.
BTW, Read her book – “Living your Yoga”:)