tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515247027173641993.post2620565842814424205..comments2023-10-16T06:23:18.135-04:00Comments on Yoga for Cynics: Flowers In the Ruins...Dr. Jay SWhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08631848276936859276noreply@blogger.comBlogger16125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515247027173641993.post-7055811944397597782009-07-26T12:28:44.903-04:002009-07-26T12:28:44.903-04:00Your last three posts seem to hover around the con...Your last three posts seem to hover around the concept of impermanence. It is comforting to think that no matter how bad we screw things up here, that eventually Gaia will swallow it all up and make it whole again.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515247027173641993.post-57172371869412487012009-07-17T15:46:24.375-04:002009-07-17T15:46:24.375-04:00Ruins leave this sense of nostalgia for events tha...Ruins leave this sense of nostalgia for events that I've never experienced, but I can imagine. That I can see a point in history where people said and did great things. And while they may be in ruins, they are still there as physical proof of the person's deeds. That must have been interesting... knowing that a piece of their minds would continue to exist long after their own demise. But as you described, the acts of humanity have yet to raise the bar higher than that of Nature. There's almost something comforting about it...<br /><br />What an insightful piece of thought. Great post.G.https://www.blogger.com/profile/17652703396483339577noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515247027173641993.post-80563420932300674342009-07-17T04:15:45.399-04:002009-07-17T04:15:45.399-04:00"Where have all the flowers gone?..when will ..."Where have all the flowers gone?..when will they ever learn when will the ever learn"..that song came to mind..but the flowers always manage to bloom,come back and hang around longer than any of us.<br /><br />I love ancient ruins, the mythology stories of Gods and Goddess's, ghosts "Stuff" and often wonder about aliens from other planets. Like the book "Communion" read long long ago..very interesting read. All these things I feel open us up to growing and learning on a spiritual level of some kind. We "search and seek" and continue on..how wonderful that we do.<br /><br />I was born in Huntington W.V. but don't remember much as we moved to southern calif. when I was just a babe. However I have visited the historical battlezone graveyard places in Washington D.C. Virginia and I swear I felt spirits all around..spooky! I had to get out of there quick! It wasn't the same feeling as when I visited so many Native American Indian gravesites and cemetaries in other states..I got good vibes when around them....eeerie..but very spiritual feeling of "strength and peacefulness".<br /><br />They always plant flowers and lay wreaths at Jim Morrisons grave in Paris..and there are weeds and flowers and hand written poems, signs..another historical site in my opinion..one day I must go there before I go up to the big sky.<br /><br />This is a very good post..I enjoyed reading your insightful thoughts.<br /><br />Yoga to your hearts content..just don't push yourself so much anymore..enjoy the ride or should I say "enjoy the stretch"...:o)<br /><br />I'm celebrating the 4th year of my blog..maybe you'll drop by?<br /><br />Blessings and Namaste'<br /><br />RhiRhiannonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04533771985725095499noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515247027173641993.post-46386621583961045582009-07-17T03:50:51.875-04:002009-07-17T03:50:51.875-04:00It was great the way you mentioned Jefferson, then...It was great the way you mentioned Jefferson, then described the amazing wave-simulated ground around the place, then gave us Jefferson's quote. That's surely a quote of his that I'd never have read otherwise. In a sense, you seem to be sharing your thoughts with him, which is a fitting underscore of the fact that our proud buildings decay into ruin...but great thoughts live on if remembered. And maybe, even if not remembered, those thoughts would rise again worded differently by someone new. Maybe thoughts are our flowers.....Lydiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11135393270656573516noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515247027173641993.post-18207989379753655002009-07-16T21:39:10.483-04:002009-07-16T21:39:10.483-04:00I think your relationship to ruins is completely u...I think your relationship to ruins is completely understandable. People feel connected to death sometimes more than they feel connected to the living things within death (the flowers you describe). The last line of this gave me chills. Loved it.Kimhttp://perfectlycursedlife.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515247027173641993.post-58538445090519774642009-07-16T15:44:05.350-04:002009-07-16T15:44:05.350-04:00I can so relate to how easy it is about getting an...I can so relate to how easy it is about getting anxious about being anxious, or getting depressed about being depressed. I am going to examine what kind of flowers I am letting grow in my ruins.Erin Davishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03428693832930474044noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515247027173641993.post-62771445123580824192009-07-16T08:15:34.091-04:002009-07-16T08:15:34.091-04:00The flowers that grow from the runs of our past ar...The flowers that grow from the runs of our past are the colors we see in the moment of this heartbeat. Beyond this moment and what knowledge we take forward from it to the next...what really matters?the walking manhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10058913927297370740noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515247027173641993.post-501007443111751112009-07-16T00:53:59.144-04:002009-07-16T00:53:59.144-04:00This kind of reminds me of the concept of "re...This kind of reminds me of the concept of "rememory" in "Beloved." A way of conjuring the past to exist in the present. Nice post.RBhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11229168317354334361noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515247027173641993.post-17077356572737240522009-07-15T18:19:52.217-04:002009-07-15T18:19:52.217-04:00A particularly beautiful post, Jay.A particularly beautiful post, Jay.AD Millerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15495498223795502691noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515247027173641993.post-56416953733431193382009-07-15T17:36:38.836-04:002009-07-15T17:36:38.836-04:00Very thought-provoking; no incident in our pasts, ...Very thought-provoking; no incident in our pasts, either individually or collectively, is isolated. Every act of commission or omission bears flower and fruit of some sort...TheRiverWandershttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14970302789387128739noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515247027173641993.post-8951439047279113452009-07-15T16:33:43.988-04:002009-07-15T16:33:43.988-04:00Scarlet pimpernels.
{I don't know why I said t...Scarlet pimpernels.<br />{I don't know why I said that, just the first thing that sprung up there}Louisehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07671697706332339772noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515247027173641993.post-17050379271084309892009-07-15T15:49:19.339-04:002009-07-15T15:49:19.339-04:00Drjay, I found this post kind of...romantic. I lik...Drjay, I found this post kind of...romantic. I like these old things, too, especially graveyards and don't think your thoughts are morbid at all. I believe it's meant that the flowers "win out" and maybe they should. Afterall, we hoo-mans haven't done such a great job with the space. Personally, my ruins may beget weeds...though I'm hoping for those brightly colored 60's power flowers.<br /><br />The last time I was in Harper's Ferry, I was climbing over a rocky cliff at the edge of a graveyard and I think there was a large house there. It looked over the town as well as the river and I believe Jefferson's rock was there. Just wondering if this was the same graveyard you mentioned. <br /><br />I totally get your claiming the basement. Ghosts? How exciting! Gas? How nauseating! Holy cow, you really had no choice there...earthtohollyhttp://earthtoholly.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515247027173641993.post-41474420639833972672009-07-15T15:31:38.955-04:002009-07-15T15:31:38.955-04:00Blog-tunias? Bloses? Blaises? I hope that they'...Blog-tunias? Bloses? Blaises? I hope that they're perennials...<br /><br />I understand the metaphor of a life in ruins, though. It is an opportunity to do something new. Like maybe one of the species of flowers that comes from the nourishment of all that old rubble is one that will help others. And people will take a clipping from your garden so they can propogate it in theirs.Brooks Hallhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05789430862542763946noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515247027173641993.post-83440330434987424602009-07-15T15:26:26.088-04:002009-07-15T15:26:26.088-04:00"...I’ve always had a thing for ruins...ghost..."...I’ve always had a thing for ruins...ghost towns...cliff dwellings...pyramids....is it morbid of me to find it kind of comforting to see peoples’ proudest accomplishments gradually crumbling into dust...the best laid plans of mice and men reclaimed by dirt and grass?"<br /><br />No. To me it is evidence that people live to see progress and die with their proud accomplishments intact. Others who come after them, take what they have learned from previous accomplishments and build a world all their own - until their own accomplishments become dust. I see it as a human building block - one on top of the other, never ceasing - always progressing.LeftyLadihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05264875778048010541noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515247027173641993.post-37137839446731494702009-07-15T15:14:43.785-04:002009-07-15T15:14:43.785-04:00I don't think it is morbid to enjoy seeing rui...I don't think it is morbid to enjoy seeing ruins. I look at it as kind of paying tribute to the memory of something that was once so important to others who have since passed. Keeping the memory alive. Appreciating the fact that the physical things we put so much work into may last or may crumble, but the the spirit and memories will always be alive.<br /><br />~ KristiKikolanihttp://kikolani.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515247027173641993.post-71074953760820640792009-07-15T15:11:05.010-04:002009-07-15T15:11:05.010-04:00An energy from the past can be felt through ruins ...An energy from the past can be felt through ruins and ancient grounds. It's amazing. I can feel the vibrations of past lives. <br /><br />And interesting questions to pose at the end of your post. I like it.jehanniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17021203964595370012noreply@blogger.com