There will be a new moonat 17 Sagittarius tomorrow morning at 9:40 am PST. I plan to be in savasana at the end of yoga class. The Sabian Symbol for this moon is: Little children are playing on the sultry beach, but each is protected from the glare by a tiny sunbonnet. (This is rather amusing as last night I received a head band neck protector sort of little hat device at the white elephant gift exchange for our staff holiday party :) At a new moon, the moon is invisible (no sunlight is reflected). I consider this a very deep, occult place - that still space after an exhale. I love that this is coming in the middle of this 27 day practice, this very still place. What grows from here? Where is that sultry beach? Will I get out there (in there) to play? And remember to take care to protect from the glare....
It's been an interesting couple of days. While writing this blog last Thursday night, I was called to dinner, our wireless at home failed, and my laptop froze - all in practically the same moment. (And interestingly nearly precisely half-way thought this 27 day practice.) I figured it must be time to take a break, and went to eat dinner. On return, I as able to get the wireless going, but discovered that the laptop was unable to even boot up. It has forgotten or lost it's brain. So that one is in the shop. But not before I thought I could saunter up to the local Apple Store (in the center of the shopping & restaurant district) and drop in at the genius bar. Without an appointment. 18 days before Christmas. On a Friday. At lunch time. Guess my brain offline, too :) I spent 45 minutes finding a (very nice, actually ) 3 hour parking space (I had been chanting parking goddess full of grace, help me find a parking space... ), then discovered (with the help of a supportive (nearly genius? genius in training?) store clerk) that I had to have a appointment - and the next one was 4 hours away.
Harrumph. And so instead of practicing yoga on my mat that afternoon, I did this sort of get a bite to eat, drive home, take a bath (actually two - there wasn't enough hot water for the first one...so I got out to), walk the dog , and go back up to the Apple store, before heading out to our holiday party that evening.
And the practice was the same. Stay connected. Flow. Breathe. Notice my attachment to my computer - and let it go. Notice my desire to blame someone (me) for the "failed" hard drive. And let it go. Remember that the computer, crowded conditions, parking issues, and hot water delay were luxury problems.
May be no one else would count that as yoga, but I do.
Today, I did about 30 minutes of asana before heading to an all day NVC couples class with Joe. The asana was sweet and got me centered and flowing. The NVC class was an exercise in presence - with myself, with Joe, and with the group. We focused on expressing anger, receiving anger, expressing regret, and expressing appreciation. Especially powerful for me was the expressing regret practice: 1) empathic connection 2) mourning others needs not met 3) acknowledging needs of mine not met 4) reverse empathy. I saw in this as both a simple way to address my regrets with loved ones in my "everyday" life, and a simple way to cultivate peace on the planet. Seriously. Playfully :) Not necessarily easy, though. Yet, such a relief to know that I can always clean up if I have not been the giraffe I would like to be.
Expressions appreciation was very sweet, too. Instead of labeling someone "good" or "fabulous" or "wonderful" or whatever when I like what happened, I can let them know what they did, how I feel, and what needs of mine were met. And oh, boy, receiving some of this (which I did ) was a potent gift.
Not a right or wrong here, of course, just what will connect most powerfully and deeply.
This, too, is yoga for me.
It's been an interesting couple of days. While writing this blog last Thursday night, I was called to dinner, our wireless at home failed, and my laptop froze - all in practically the same moment. (And interestingly nearly precisely half-way thought this 27 day practice.) I figured it must be time to take a break, and went to eat dinner. On return, I as able to get the wireless going, but discovered that the laptop was unable to even boot up. It has forgotten or lost it's brain. So that one is in the shop. But not before I thought I could saunter up to the local Apple Store (in the center of the shopping & restaurant district) and drop in at the genius bar. Without an appointment. 18 days before Christmas. On a Friday. At lunch time. Guess my brain offline, too :) I spent 45 minutes finding a (very nice, actually ) 3 hour parking space (I had been chanting parking goddess full of grace, help me find a parking space... ), then discovered (with the help of a supportive (nearly genius? genius in training?) store clerk) that I had to have a appointment - and the next one was 4 hours away.
Harrumph. And so instead of practicing yoga on my mat that afternoon, I did this sort of get a bite to eat, drive home, take a bath (actually two - there wasn't enough hot water for the first one...so I got out to), walk the dog , and go back up to the Apple store, before heading out to our holiday party that evening.
And the practice was the same. Stay connected. Flow. Breathe. Notice my attachment to my computer - and let it go. Notice my desire to blame someone (me) for the "failed" hard drive. And let it go. Remember that the computer, crowded conditions, parking issues, and hot water delay were luxury problems.
May be no one else would count that as yoga, but I do.
Today, I did about 30 minutes of asana before heading to an all day NVC couples class with Joe. The asana was sweet and got me centered and flowing. The NVC class was an exercise in presence - with myself, with Joe, and with the group. We focused on expressing anger, receiving anger, expressing regret, and expressing appreciation. Especially powerful for me was the expressing regret practice: 1) empathic connection 2) mourning others needs not met 3) acknowledging needs of mine not met 4) reverse empathy. I saw in this as both a simple way to address my regrets with loved ones in my "everyday" life, and a simple way to cultivate peace on the planet. Seriously. Playfully :) Not necessarily easy, though. Yet, such a relief to know that I can always clean up if I have not been the giraffe I would like to be.
Expressions appreciation was very sweet, too. Instead of labeling someone "good" or "fabulous" or "wonderful" or whatever when I like what happened, I can let them know what they did, how I feel, and what needs of mine were met. And oh, boy, receiving some of this (which I did ) was a potent gift.
Not a right or wrong here, of course, just what will connect most powerfully and deeply.
This, too, is yoga for me.
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