...sitting quietly on an old striped cushion I’ve found...Coltrane playing Greensleeves softly on the mp3 player, mixing suddenly with sounds of fireworks....I remain sitting a few minutes more...
...upstairs in mom’s house, where I’m spending the weekend, the house where I grew up, home to memories and dust motes that never fail to make me sneeze...last night mom told me about rolling Easter eggs on the White House lawn during the Hoover administration...she met Eleanor Roosevelt and Bette Davis, voted against Joe McCarthy, and said she was going to bed as soon as 2012 hit...
...2011 might be called my year of lots of yoga and not a hell of a lot else...yoga teacher training and, eventually, just a little bit of actual teaching, then more training, and a bit more teaching...and even more practicing...earlier this evening drove downtown for my last class of the year, two hours with the legendary Simon Park and a live DJ...mat so drenched with sweat halfway through I could barely move without slipping, but that was okay...felt like I died and came back more than once, and that was good, too...
...2012’s first sunrise yet to come and I’m seeing a lot of daunting challenges, probably some of the biggest I've faced in life, straight ahead...(and I'm not talking about Mayan prophecies)...walls to walk through, waves to ride....endless opportunities to breath, relax, feel, watch, allow...and repeat...
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I happened to be reading comments today from a poem I posted a couple of years ago, written by you and clicked through to see your blog. I'm so glad I did! I've added you to my blogroll too. Looks like a lot of great info. here. Just got back to yoga after a long hiatus.
Wishing you a wonderful 2012.
Hugs, G :<)
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I loved the nostalgia, drjay. There's something about revisiting a childhood home...not always totally joyful, but, still...
Hmmm...fireworks...last night we were so tired from recent guests, but area fireworks had Lucy terrified. Poor thing kept pawing us awake until she wore herself out and fell asleep.
May the joys of biking and yoga help temper those "daunting challenges" coming your way. Maybe some will take a detour!
Nice lily pic, too!
Happy new year, friend! This was another great post.
Namaste Dr. Jay, a long-year Namaste for your 2012, thank you for a lovely 2011 full of cynical and insightful readings, e-Reverence to you from sunny San Diego, looking forward to reading you more in 2012
I've never seen that kind of flower before..
i was glad that i have known a little about that one..
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