Wiping my reading glasses on my shirt. Giving up. Getting another pair of glasses and again, dirty. Where is the glass cleaner because I want to see what is truly there? What is truly there?
I woke up today anxious. There was an overwhelming sense of dread as if something horrific had happened while I slept. I resisted the urge to look at the news on my smartphone. I resisted the urge to check in on Facebook. Instead I read a book about cancer on my ipad.
Again. It just seems the same story plays out over and over in some surreal turning of the wheel of fate. You can’t help but to wonder about the build up of energy behind this wheel and what force it takes to stop it turning.
There appears to be a deep-seated misunderstanding in the yoga community about Non Violence or what we call Ahimsa. Ahimsa is one of the yamas or the personal code s of conduct for yogis. There […]
This blog is from our very own, Sandy Kingsley and I can’t agree with her more. My aging body has gotten so used to it’s usual moves I find changing up my physical practice keeps me strong and the confusion in the my body keeps all the muscles firing. Please enjoy and visit Sandy on Tuesdays in Symmes at 6:30 pm.
I grew up in Pickerington, Ohio just east of Columbus, Ohio. I put it around 1977 – 1987. Moving to Pickerington was a big deal for my family because we bought a 2 story home and 1 acre of land.