All Tatted Up
/Breathe a Little Deeper
/Solemn Yoga Practice
/Today I dedicate my yoga practice to the family and friends of Harsha, a Northwestern student who passed away. May you find peace and surrender in knowing he is in a better place. I am sending you love and light as you mourn this loss.
May you turn to positive sources of encouragement during this time. The yoga studios here have open doors. Come practice. Be surrounded by the compassion and strength of others.
To any of those grieving who would like support or some free yoga, feel free to contact me in a comment below (or email aliveinthefire at gmail dot com). You aren't alone in your sorrow.
I did not know him, but somehow I believe Harsha would have enjoyed this passage. I post it now in dedication to his memory:
“We are not going to change the whole world, but we can change ourselves and feel free as birds. We can be serene even in the midst of calamities and, by our serenity, make others more tranquil. Serenity is contagious. If we smile at someone, he or she will smile back. And a smile costs nothing. We should plague everyone with joy. If we are to die in a minute, why not die happily, laughing? (136-137)”
― Swami Satchidananda, Yoga Sutras of Patanjali
Om shanti, shanti shanti ... peace to you, Harsha. Shine on.
namaste
Yoga Pants You Can Dance In
/Love is Everywhere (A Hug Post)
/A Yoga Poem
/Just Breathe
/Next time you try a strenuous posture, think about what muscles you can relax.
Are you trying to do the pose with your face?
Are your shoulders creeping toward your ears?
Let go. Trust what your body is saying to you.
You're free; just breathe.
Wrap Your Arms Around Me
/Get Fit with Hula Hooping
/Angry Tattoos
/How do you mourn the loss of one life as it shifts into another?
I'm gritting my teeth through all this change. Some days I'm smiling, but today I'm gritting my teeth.
On Fearlessness
/Recent Adventures
/Sending You Love & Light
/I Love You, North Coast!
/Sweaty Betty Sales: Elegant Beachwear & Yoga Clothes
/Breathe, Stretch, Shake, Let it Go
/When is the last time you took a day just for you?
Time to wander... do nothing... sit under the trees or enjoy a cup of coffee with no plans...
Maybe you need time to write the poem you've been putting off. Or roll your mat out again, for the first time in a long time.
Your body moving slowly, enjoying every posture. Your mind at rest.
Whose heart are you listening to?
