Not knowing when the dawn will come I open every door; Or has it feathers like a bird, Or billows like a shore? #emilydickinson #poetry

I felt a clearing in my mind As if my brain had split; I tried to match it, seam by seam, But could not make them fit. The thought behind...

I’ve never had someone throw eggs at my head before. At least, I thought they were aiming for my head, since I had one of those...

For Belonging May you listen to your longing to be free. May the frames of your belonging be generous enough for your dreams. My you...

For Solitude May you recognize in your life the presence, power and light of your soul. May you realize that you are never alone, that...

I bless the night that nourished my heart To set the ghosts of longing free Into the flow and figure of dream That went to harvest from...

On the day when The weight deadens On your shoulders And you stumble, May the clay dance To balance you. And when your eyes Freeze...

On a summer morning I sat down on a hillside to think about God – a worthy pastime. Near me, I saw a single cricket; it was moving the...

Some years ago, during my Viniyoga Teacher Training, one of my teachers, Mirka Scalco Kraftsow, sang at the end of a practice part of...

Let's say that times are challenging, and that is a reminder to reconnect to the reason of why I do what I do: practicing yoga, teaching...

How surely gravity’s law, strong as an ocean current, takes hold of even the smallest thing and pulls it toward the heart of the...

We shape our self to fit this world and by the world are shaped again. The visible and the invisible working together in common...

I ask all blessings, I ask them with reverence, of my mother earth, of the sky, moon, and sun my father I am old age, the essence of...

Sometimes from sorrow, for no reason, you sing. For no reason, you accept the way of being lost, cutting loose from all else and electing...

A story is like water that you heat for your bath. It takes messages between the fire and your skin. It lets them meet, and it cleans...

"I am glad to know... that my unconditional surrender to Nature has produced exactly what you have foreseen - that drifting without human...

I want to write about faith, about the way the moon rises over cold snow, night after night, faithful even as it fades from fullness,...

It is not enough to be able to drop your body as easily as a bathrobe, take flight like the eagle, enter the hollow hills, talk with...

My old phone was completly losing it. It was behaving in very weird ways, and someone told me that I had to change it. I was very...

I too have known loneliness. I too have known what it is to feel misunderstood, rejected, and suddenly not at all beautiful. Oh, mother...