My perfect afternoon…

A few Sundays ago I saw the Dalai Lama speak in Boston. What a surprise!!! I had never seen him before, but based on what I had read I expected it to be inspirational, a real tune-up for the soul.  … Continue reading

The Touch of Beauty

The seeds The seeds begin abstract as their species remote as the name on the sack they are carried home in: Fayette Seed Company Corner of Vine and Rose.  But the sower going forth to sow sets foot into time … Continue reading

The Touch of Beauty

Here are a poem, a photograph, and a song to celebrate the arrival of spring weather.  As these pieces suggest (and as we learn from shoulderstand), difficulty can be a necessary part of rebirth. Spring Prayer The white that appears … Continue reading

Three Beautiful Videos and a Poem

Here are three video clips of yoga at the end and the beginning of life, and poem about yoga at its center.  They remind us of the richness yoga may bestow, even in the most commonplace moments. Yoga for One … Continue reading

It’s Beautiful…

i am a little church(no great cathedral) far from the splendor and squalor of hurrying cities -i do not worry if briefer days grow briefest, i am not sorry when sun and rain make april my life is the life … Continue reading

A Touch of Beauty

When Morning Arose By Qushayri  (? – 1074) English version by Michael A. Sells When morning arose on the star of a strong wine, drunkenness and soberness were the same to me.   Look below the video for a lovely … Continue reading

A Touch of Beauty

It is a strange and magical fact to be here,  walking around in a body,  to have a whole world within you and a world at your fingertips outside you.  It is an immense privilege,  and it is incredible that … Continue reading

A touch of beauty

It’s not yoga, strictly speaking, or even meditation.  But this short video speaks volumes (or sings symphonies) about being connected to the power that infuses and surrounds us. from Allan Wilson on Vimeo. As a taste of things to come, … Continue reading

It’s beautiful…

dagdraumar from Allan Wilson on Vimeo.

It’s beautiful…

All My Body Calls All my body calls for something in this sleeping earth we call the spirit. But how from lifted arms where stars run through fingers and the night is like sand do I breathe a fragrance of … Continue reading