Poetic Anxiety

I've been feeling this so much lately! Or, actually, amazement that all of those things don't happen every day -- letters arrive, destinations are reached safely, dinner is cooked, loved ones return 🙂

Tiny Poem Tuesday

We've never tried
to mend the hole
at the end of our drive,
hoping that avoidance
will be enough

but it keeps getting bigger

Tiny Poem Tuesday

I'd really like
to speak the language
of birds and flowers,

but I only know crow.

Pitta Challenge

According to yoga philosophy, universal life force manifests as three different energies, or doshas, known as vata, pitta, and kapha. We're all made up of a unique combination of these three forces. Though everyone has some of each, most people tend to have an abundance of one or two of the doshas.  I was very confused when I first looked at the lists describing each one.  I feel like I have a vata brain, but definitely not a vata body.  I decided to try taking a test and ended up taking seven different ones -- all with pretty much the same result:  I am pitta/vata.  This explains a lot about my body type, my thought processes, and my abilities.

I took quite a bit of time off of working on my Restorative Partner Yoga certification from Bodhi Yoga so it has been difficult to get back into it.  Things are so much better when they're fresh, right?  But, onward and upward.  Yesterday I was able to do a session with my lovely sister, Ellen.  She is the one who first introduced me to yoga, sharing her love of Kundalini through videos, articles, and practicing together when we happen to be in the same state!  So, working with her was dreamy since I didn't have to worry too much about her flexibility and could instead try to remember what all of the pictures were showing.  She gave me some really good feedback -- to slow down, especially on range of motion movements; to use less pressure; and that she really liked the points on the pineal, pituitary and heart glands.  Mostly addressing my Pitta, haha!  I'm sure these remarks will help me as I move forward.

Seven Heaven

Happy 7th birthday to my bright shining beam of light 🌟🌟🌟

Ice Storm

This morning I stepped outside, surprised
to see the trees embellished
in frosty finery -- all ready
for a winter ball. Each blade of grass
bedecked, bejewelled, the stubble 
of last year's corn transformed, limbs
heavy with sparkling sprigs and gemmed berries.

A lone pair of chattering birds discuss
the decor, bending their heads in search
of refreshment. The orchestra starts with
breeze as conductor, the delicate clacking
of crystalline leaves, like dowagers
snapping their fans in rebuke.

It is the deepest part of Winter, the pitch
black bottom of February, the world
reflecting the current gray despair...

Then, this! A delight! A gentle nudge
from our Mother, a sweet reminiscence
that in every season, in each unlikely moment,
there can be dazzling impossibility.

MFS 2/21/2018
#ilovemymother

Sportsing

Busy day today with both boys basketball games and then hours of standing at Ibby's track meet.  She ran in three events, but they were very spaced out...  Her relay team placed 3rd in the 4x800 so that was exciting!