Watching Paint Dry
Why we do what we do and call it yoga.
It’s not for the faint hearted or those in a hurry.
Why we do what we do and call it yoga.
It’s not for the faint hearted or those in a hurry.
Ultimate consciousness-power plays/ the universe coming forth into
being (opens/ its eyes)
Over thirteen years in the making and running to 800 pages, the heart-savvy joy of this book is its insight-yielding selection of art and essay.
Wherever you practice yoga, you’re in a specific place. Here is your opportunity to honor that place.
I believed for a long time that “yoga music” was some bad new-age keyboard-programming noise with random fake birdsongs and waterfall sounds added.
Nothing like a nice bowl of warmth with a crusty piece of bread to warm you up at the end of the day. Soup is “Mmm, mmm, yes!”
“Thanksgiving” is an in-and-out kind of word. It inhales thanks and exhales giving. It can’t only do one, or it will pass out in the turnips.
1958: twenty years old and teaching at PS 39 South Bronx. The only thing I was really sure of was I wanted self-sustaining work and a place of my own.
Fiell has curated a determined path of artisanal skill and collector’s appreciation that conserves the value and character of cultural expression.
Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.
~ Rabindranath Tagore
This playlist is soothing and just a touch sweet. When we use it with our evening yin practice, I sleep like a yogi.