#ForAFutureToBePossible: Voter Lookup

Here I borrow the title of Thich Nhat Hanh’s book as a reminder of the power of each vote holds and its impact–near, far, and wide into the future.
As we arrive at the voting booth tomorrow, may we all pause to reflect on the history we have inherited from past political actions (invested as they are with our personal ethics, religious influences, biases and prejudices) and the subsequent legacy we are co-creating with every present/future decision.
May we think not simply of ourselves, but of all others who may be harmed or helped by our voting power.

embodied practice: the magic of mellowing out

Last Monday afternoon, I sprained my ankle. So, instead of teaching, I spent a couple of hours mellowing out in the ER. For my trouble, I returned home to witness this milestone: my 4-year-old son riding his bike without training wheels for the first time (and after only one previous practice with me)!

gets splint loses training wheels

A little magic for the madness…and a lesson in mindfulness. Not only in movement, but also in knowing when to rest. I heard the Universe loud and clear! With a deep bow to my cosmic enforcer Mercury Retrograde, I diligently took care of my injury and enjoyed several days practicing the Buddhist art of having nothing to do, nowhere to go.

My ankle’s mending well, and I’ll be back on the mat tonight to teach the last of two #MellowOutMonday Yin + Yang Yoga classes before my summer “sabbatical.”

In year of espousing to friends and practitioners the wisdom of self-care and self-compassion and leading mindfulness practices in cultivating refuge and relief, I am taking a huge dose of my own medicine! I’ll be taking an extended break from teaching my evening classes for July and August to fully live the lessons I teach about mellowing out.

I look forward to introducing you to my friend, mentor, and teacher Sybil Shelton-Ford of As You Are Yoga who will teach on my behalf, July 7 – August 11. My friend Belinda Thurston, owner of Just B Yoga, will cover the rest.

Join me, wherever you may be, to take refuge + unravel + rest in sweet relief!

embodied practice: on self care as self-preservation

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embodied practice: seeing into habit energies

As far back as I can remember I have been fascinated by the marvelous transformations which take place when a very simple sort of magic is applied to things.

Even the most everyday transformation of something undesirable into something desirable has, to me,  a tremendous magic power back of it, and it is a power which I believe in using more deliberately and often than most people do.

Everyone marvels at such transformations when they come by accident, but it never seems to occur to anyone to make them happen at will.

I am shocked by the ignorance and wastefulness with which persons who should know better throw away the things they do not like. They throw away experiences, people, marriages, situations, all sorts of things because they do not like them. If you throw away a thing, it is gone. Where you had something you have nothing to work on. Whereas, almost all those things which get thrown away are capable of being worked over by a little magic into just the opposite of what they were.

So that in the place of something you detest you have something you can adore. And you have had the most thrilling kind of experience, because nothing is more thrilling than working the magic of transformation…It is not work at all. It is, simply, magic.

But most human beings never remember at all that in almost every bad situation there is the possibility of a transformation by which the undesirable may be changed into the desirable.

~Katherine Butler Hathaway, The Little Locksmith [p.12 -13]

As I prepared for sangha’s contemplation of habit energies, I encountered an article on Access To Insight, which included a portion of the quote above (see the bolded text). It beautifully and succinctly captures the tendencies we have to avoid, discard, or turn away from what we find difficult or unpleasant and to doggedly pursue what brings us pleasure or comfort. Neither is inherently wrong. In fact, it is a primal neurobiological instinct to assess threats (response: fight, flee, freeze) and opportunities (response: accept, seek out, multiply). The question is one of looking into whether our habitual response is skillful–does it generate understanding and compassion?

When we perceive an arising “threat,” we may flee from it–finding it easier to deny, ignore, suppress, push away, or discard it. Our mindfulness practice invites us to strengthen our compassion and equanimity so that we become steady enough to stay where we are in the midst of swirling change, uncertainty, and discomfort. We learn to greet the difficult/unpleasant with breath and loving awareness. To embrace the moment tenderly as a parent would a crying child–to tend to our suffering wholeheartedly. Nothing is left out. All becomes part of the practice of nurturing the heart and mind of love and skillful understanding.

Explore:

Buddha’s Brain  ~ Rick Hanson

kiss your brain: a compassionate life lesson from a preschool teacher

Here’s a practice to help foster self-compassion + (it is hoped) to plant seeds of skillful understanding about the workings of the brain and the arising mind and behaviors. #KissYourBrain #CradleYourHeart

t scott-miller's avatardhamma for mama*

Last year, I worked as a substitute teaching assistant for a preschool program and had the opportunity to observe the dynamics between teachers, program assistants, and students in several classrooms.

One teacher quickly won my heart when I heard her say “Kiss Your Brain” in praise of the kids’ engagement in a group lesson. It wasn’t about having the “right” answer or being the best and smartest. It was a simple celebration of their ability and willingness to use their brain power—thinking, imagining, problem-solving, asking questions—and sharing it with others.

I’ve carried this practice into my home as well as into my yoga and meditation classes. With my son and the children that I teach, this phrase is a seed of self-compassion to nurture confidence and a sense of competency. It has the power to foster a love for learning without the pressure of performing to a certain standard of…

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embodied practice: on noticing happiness (+ all that arises)

I urge you to please notice when you are happy, and exclaim or murmur or think at some point, “If this isn’t nice, I don’t know what is.” 

~Kurt Vonnegut, “Knowing What’s Nice,” an essay from In These Times (2003)

embodied practice: on the suchness of sangha

“I could hear my heart beating.
I could hear everyone’s heart.
I could hear the human noise we sat there making,
not one of us moving,
not even when the room went dark.”

~Raymond Carver
What We Talk About When We Talk About Love

This gem was quoted in the film Stuck In Love (so-so) and instantly evoked for me the image + energy of mindfulness + compassion that we cultivate in what I call the full embrace of sanghaIt is the suchness generated within a community of spiritual practitioners + friends.

 

 


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Suchness, Tathata, Mahayana Buddhism ~ India Netzone

The Contemplation of Suchness (.pdf) ~ Jacqueline I. Stone

Tathata: The The ~ Richard Collins

inviting mindfulness in a moment of madness: how I learned to live the meditation when sitting was not an option

Looking back on the journey. Appreciating all the lessons lived! #DharmaForReal

t scott-miller's avatardhamma for mama*

I was pissed!

Once again, despite my wholehearted intentions and efforts, another Wednesday evening had arrived and, instead of meditating with my root sangha (Buddhist meditation community), I was at home.

Feeling exhausted, out of sync, and in deep need of restoring myself in a place of uninterrupted quiet where I could relax my busy mind with the steady flow of my breath and invite the precious moment-to-moment, non-judgmental awareness that defines mindfulness.

So I was unduly pissed at myself for not being organized (or awake) enough to get there, my mate for not making it easier for me, and all those unforeseeable or unavoidable forces that arose in the course of a day and became “obstacles” to my practice. Adding to my irritation: knowing that I now lived a few minutes away from the temple yet was faced with detours and delays that made getting there seem like a…

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