Change is Life

Beginner's Mind

I am awakening to a new beginning that is also an end.  When I feel attached to something, as I do considering Summer's End, it is always comforting to remind myself that an end is also a beginning.  This weekend while visiting the "big lake," Lake Superior, I notice the leaves turning golden yellow and orange-red.  Soon the fresh autumn air will share space with us and we will hear those leaves, once golden yellow, now brown, crunching below our feet.  The space around us will be the same landscape we always see, but many changes visible.  The blooms and fruits of summer's fullness now beneath us preparing to become fertilizer for next year's bounty.  Our Mother, nature, is showing us her need to turn inward, to rest so she may wonder, dream and sew what is to come.

Today it hit me that change is life.  If I am not embracing what is in front of me then I am missing the point of living.  If I am trying to change myself, or someone else or life then I am not present, I am not trusting where I come from.

Over the weekend I was priviledged to go to Bayfield, Wisconsin to soak up the remaining hours of summer.  I set my intention to be present and breathe every breath of summer remaining.  I think I did a pretty good job overall.  One comedic situation comes to mind.  We arrive late Friday night and awaken Saturday some what early for vacation standards - 8 AM.  We set out to Bayfield from Washburn and I bless our day with 20 minutes of chanting a mantra to release fear and to bow to the eternal wisdom in all things.  August falls asleep in the car, so I now have that card to play when he is acting like a maniac.  

One caveat for me while on vacation is to surrender to the food situation.  Since I have a sensitive digestive system it is always a challenge.  Surely as aspect of my sensitivity is my brain.  So if I am to become overly concerned or analytical, I am sure to trigger an unfavorable chain reaction in my bowels.  I stop at a grocery to pick up some snacks to stave off hunger in the event that there is only cheese to eat - hey, we are in Wisconsin.  I find bananas, trail mix, granola bars and organic snap peas.  A fine balance of protein, carbs, veggies and fruit.  At some point I lose track of where I placed the trail mix.

As the trip goes on I continue to return to the memory of the trail mix that certainly couldn't have been fully consumed.  And my catch phrase ensues, " I wonder what happened to that trail mix?"   

At first the catch phrase is used to determine if any others in my party actually know where the trail mix has gone.  Then when no one does - I start repeating it every once in a while out of humor - because the repetition seems to be garnering a smile from my father and husband.  So that evening we look everywhere for the trail mix.  No luck.  It is almost as though the trail mix has vanished.  I continue the catch phrase for the next couple days.  Each time it excites some ambition to consider and search.

Then after a long day in the car we are finally home.  Each of us is feeling a little edgy after a few tantrums in the car and some miscellaneous adrenaline hikes.  As I unpack I remember to open the hidden pocket on my shoulder bag, recalling I had placed something there during the trip.  Sure enough, it is the trail mix!!!!  This elicits deep satisfaction and laughter within.

Hindsight shows me that the truth is that our proverbial trail mix is in every moment.  Trail mix being that elusive sparkle and safety that we are seeking in every moment.  So just when I think trail mix is what I needed - what was I missing that was actually in front of me?  Forever trail mix will be my reminder to surrender and see the trail and its mixture of sparkle and safety each step, each breath, each journey and even at journey's end.

Hanuman

***big sigh*** I am here. I am writing. My weekly intention is to write, because it is part of my "getting clear" process. Writing is purging. Something surfaces in the field of awareness and then codifies in print. The result? A fresh feeling for me. Sometimes someone else relates and benefits from seeing similar feelings in print and hopefully a fresh feeling there too.

I can use a fresh feeling at this point, this week. That is why I am feeling so close to Hanuman. In brief, Hanuman, is a central character from the Indian Epic, The Ramayana. He is an incarnation of the Divine, and as such, has many powers. Powers much like those that we all have although exagerated, since this is mythology. He can fly (think of the taking flight feeling when you root your tailbone). Hanuman can get very small (curling into a ball) or very big (expanding your backbody to perform a backbend or mountain pose) - depending on the need, along with many other powers. Much like a bright toddler Hanuman is mischevious...eager to explore and test his talents. Because of his antics, the Saints took away his awareness of his powers. When Hanuman's Lord needs help then Hanuman remembers his abilities. Hanuman's awareness lights when his deep desire and heart devotion propels him to serve his Lord. Until his heart ignites with desire he is walking around in a fog - unaware of his amazing gifts.

I believe I am like Hanuman...full of gifts and energy to make offerings....if my heart can be in the lead, and in a fog when my heart is unable to get on board. This week I try to keep my heart guiding as it's a rollar coaster emotionally and physically around my home. August is sick, then he gets better....overuses his talents....then he is sick again. He is coughing, which is something new. Naturally I consider it is the new day care regimen that is causing the sickness. Then I receive a borage of insights from other moms and dads about how getting sick means less sick later. But the pediatrician says this is houey and no one should expose their kids to illness...better to keep them home if you can.

So what is a mom who enjoys working to do?? Give everything up to stay home and attempt to protect your son from every air bone invader? Probably not.....this would make mama sad. Nannies are too expensive although a much better option for our consideration, so enter the Manny or my dad. He is the best. Afraid of nothing he soars through the day fighting bacteria and virus by hand washing and teaching proper hand covering a cough procedures plus he is lead by his heart, since it's his grandchild. Yes, I am very comfortable with my Manny. Right now I am hoping we don't have another bout of sickness when things circulate again in February, March or even April. It is this ambiguity that makes me crazy to think about having to let down clients or myself by being in a fog of my gifts through sickness picked up at day care. I do believe it is my deep love and devotion to my family and yoga that leads me this week. A deep unwavering commitment to be loving even though I do not feel naturally loving inside. I am down right pissed off at sickness and any action that takes sickness lightly or avoids stopping it's wrath. Still I know my anger is born from such a steady desire to preserve the heart...to preserve the health I work to protect every day.

Every day I feel fortunate to know my heart. I am able to keep in perspective that my wellness is paramount to being able to ride the tide of working mom, because my work and my family are my heart. This gives me the ability to know where I am going and what activities and commitments to make and avoid to preserve the balance. The circumstances change and I forget my capacity at times...through sickness, defeat, and doubt. But when I think about Hanuman I remember that even with all his greatness he was able to forget. So for now I am going to watch the snow fall, drink tea and rest as much as I can in each moment. I feel content that I have the knowledge that my powers will surface again as the heart calls.

On a Clear Day You Can See EVERYTHING

It appears the life philosophy I follow actually does have an impact on my life. It becomes more apparent to me all the time that the choices I make have consequences. If I eat my fruits and vegetables I feel good, healthy...immediately. If I eat something else I usually feel the opposite...immediately. And then there is nuance. Example...If I eat a well-balanced meal and then have a chocolatey treat...I still feel good, healthy. If I wake up and eat a donut I feel jitterty and ungrounded all day long. Hence, my choices have an impact. Some even argue that a butterfly flapping its wings in one part of the world have a consequence in a very different part of the world. Yoga says this is nature or karma, we are all connected and nature is orderly. Physics says for every action there is an equal reaction. The way we behave always has reasons. Maybe not always legitimate reasons in another's mind, but legitimate reasons nonetheless.

Something I sit with a lot lately is how my environment affects my mood. When everything around me is messy and disorderly I feel overwhelmed and defeated....much like how I feel when I make a surface New Year's Resolution to avoid donuts for breakfast. It just isn't possible to commit to NEVER EVER having a donut for breakfast. So the moment I give in and eat a donut for breakfast - GAME OVER. The overwhelming feelings of fear and defeat arise. Instead what if I go a little deeper and ask myself: Why do I want to give up donuts for breakfast? Answer: They make me feel jittery and ungrounded all day long, I can't seem to rebound, so they must be wholly bad for me. But in the first paragraph of this blog I said I can have a sweet treat if I also eat more wholesome foods. This second line of thinking is Tantric. Tantric philosophy, Shiva-Shakti specifically, which is the philosophy that underlies Anusara yoga, affirms all aspects of life and says that every living thing, at it's core is intrinsically good. Now while this doesn't really include donuts, because donuts are not living, breathing Divine Consciousness, we loom donuts in because they exist. Essentially Tantra does not tell you what is good or bad...you have to decide based on conseqences. The concept of balancing your diet is the part that is Tantric. TEST for you reading this: Go find a donut and eat it if in this moment it is life-affirming. If in this moment it is not life-affirming for you to eat a donut...then don't. That is our philosophy. You can have anything. You may have something really really bad...but if you have a negative result and you continue that behavior then you are no longer practicing Tantra. You have off-roaded, which we all do for a time and usually it gives us more clarity about why we want to reconnect to balance.

We value sensitivity to the whole, affirming all of life as having innate beauty. So when we are grumpy, frumpy or dumpy we have the responsibility to turn inward and determine what is blocking us from being able to see the intrinsic beauty in all things. It is not your friend's fault and sadly no, it is not your boss's fault that you are the aforementioned.....it is actually your responsibility to find balance.

A New Year's Resolution will only be successful if it addresses the root of the issue that is surfacing. In our example, no donuts for breakfast, I am making the resolution so I won't feel jittery and ungrounded. But is not actually the donut causing this it is my choice to eat it at a time when my body needs something else. Therefore the intelligence of my body, explains to me that I am depriving it by sending me into a sugar crash. The donut doesn't affirm my life first thing in the morning. Therefore on the Shiva-Shakti path of Tantra I have a choice to make. It is always my choice, but nature will always put in it's two cents by making me feel less than whole. In yoga we value these messages from our bodies, minds and hearts. Every day is an experiment of chemical reactions between humans and the whole of naure. The clues are in every blade of grass, every animal and every human. The beauty of a human face, a sunset, the lines of symmetry in a leaf. The taste of fresh berries or herbal tea.

This year my "resolution," which I prefer to think of as my intention, is to hold a clear space within myself and within each moment, so that I am not cluttered with the disorganization of my thoughts, judgments and fantasies. Rather I am steeping in the beauty of every blade of grass, every animal and every human. And the best part is I can still choose if I get to eat a donut in the morning! Let's face it...sometimes enjoying a donut (insert whatever pleasure you will here) is just worth the experience.

Happy New Year! To a fresh feeling and to the donuts that make us chase the fresh feeling once again.

Can you come out and play?

When I have a quiet moment to look at my life I feel grateful. Sometimes gratitude is so authentic, it is as natural as breathing. Yet in other moments I seem to train myself to "fake it until I make it." I remember that I have shelter, food, a beautiful and loving family and a job that I enjoy. By many standards - I have it all. Yet at times there is an emptiness. I quickly remind myself about all my blessings for fear that if I chide them, admitting my vacancy, the good stuff may disappear. Sometimes I wonder where the disconnection occurs. What makes me feel plugged in to authentic gratitude and what causes me to disconnect? It seems that a general feeling of "play or lightness" is usually what I am lacking. I am forgetting the playful nature of myself, the Universe and all living things. What do all successfully adapted mammals have in common? They play with abandon throughout all stages of their lives.

Sure family and work are blessings. They connect us to others - give us an opportunity to relate, share, grow and even compete. When we are sick or sad - family and friends can feel supportive. When things are difficult at home we can take solace in the self-satisfaction a job well done can offer. But sometimes we just need something else, and it's time to be honest about that something. Without feeling like I need to covet what I have, can I find a moment to let go of outcomes and do something simply because it brings pleasure? It seems as a woman I feel tremendous responsibility to be perfect. To be light-hearted and productive and still charming and sweet. When I look closely I realize that I feel responsibility to be these things, because this is who I am by nature. And still dullness, heaviness and saddness can arise unexpectedly. I have analyzed this. Oh, it's because I didn't eat the right foods at the right time, it's a season change, it's because I got that weird email from so and so. Sometimes the icky stuff can add up and cause me to forget that I deserve a moment to do something that I enjoy - simply for the reason that I enjoy doing that thing. Even if all the laundry isn't done and the planning isn't complete. If I need to stop, turn on some music and dance - then by Jim Crickett - I'm going to dance - until I sweat and smile.

Too little of the time do we actually use our mat to play. The mat is a place where mystery unfolds. Each time for practice is a game of peek-a-boo with our deepest self. Yes, sometimes it is challenging to practice, but by a shift in focus from difficulty to breath awareness - we can feel as light as a balloon - shedding our expectations and tuning in to what is real. In fact when we find a rough patch in the practice it is actually an invitation for creating strength. The breath is what guides us through. Try this - as you practice - if challenge arises - smile and breath evenly and try going deeper into the mystery. If you find it is truly pain you are experiencing - continue to breath easily and mindfully come out. But more often than not these places are invitations to an inner party where the party favor is strength. So take a laughing breath, expand your back body and soar into the spirit of play. Make yoga practice your time to genuinely play. Like you are meeting a friend, sharing a laugh simply because it feels good. Because I think this is the purpose of the practice.


During this time of transition between seasons I feel restless - searching for something to quell my longing as the seasons shift from bright, abundance and energy in summer to the cooling lull of fall. Like I'm vying between bright energy and hibernation. I am eager to find outlets to help me connect to a playful attitude - keep myself grounded but also light in spirit. A couple weeks ago I went to my family's annual pumpkin carving event (ah-hem competition), and my mom was a true inspiration. She found two long pumpkins that fulfilled an interesting destiny of being shaped like a sea serpent. Appropriately she decided she would make a Loc-ness Monster. In fact, she would make two: "Nessy and Bessy".

While the other women in my family competed with glitter, electrical wiring, mechanical saws and multiple pumpkins morphing into one creation - my mom went about her creation for the sheer pleasure of bringing her idea into its fullness - she enjoyed her process. The spirit she brought to her creative time was so pure. She was genuinely complimentary to others, helping others finish their work even. Playing with her grandson while creating. Other participants stayed tight-lipped about what they were making. They wouldn't talk to anyone during their process. Staying very focused on the outcome - investing their efforts with intention to win.

My mom came in fourth place. She was surprised to have placed at all, and seemed genuinely indifferent to the results. I told her she did the best job. Her pumpkins held a certain vision and spirit that transcended any judges' verdict. After all it takes play to know play.

When life is full of blessings and you look around and find an empty spot inside - find time to do something for the sheer enjoyment of it - go into the mystery - turn longing into laughing.

Humpty Dumpty can be put back together again

Sometimes I feel like Humpty Dumpty. The egg-man from the nursery rhyme who couldn't be put back together again. I am a self-proclaimed "bag of bones" - disconnected and discombobulated yet somehow together....somehow breathing. Despite at times, my broken body, mind and heart - I am always equally inspired to put myself back together again; always infused with spirit. Over the years I have learned a few things. Yet surprise abounds at how quickly the learning curve of my being changes - new, unknown caverns in which to frolick, dance and play. Sometimes deep and dark, rocky and rough - but nothing that a steady mind and loving heart can't smooth over time. Faster and subtler my chosen patterns of loving and accepting assist my coming into my destiny of fullness - my total union with the flow or Anusara. The thing that always works is compassion and love born from introspection.

Life moves fast. And when life moves fast - I know I should slow down. Take time to feel the inner flow. Not to ignore the task at hand. But to try to change the lens from which I view the task. To recognize how getting swept up in anxiety, anger or fear doesn't actually help the final outcome; energy is actually wasted on these aforementioned emotions. In fact, when I lose myself in exterior fires I become inflamed, eh-hem...broken, useless - like you know who aforementioned. I have been that crazy lady who jumps all over someone for not calling me back or not responding to an email. Only to learn that they were dealing with a serious health issue, and trying to find a way to tell me. If I would have taken a breath and met my inner flow - I would have felt that expansive space behind the breast bone - that truly feels endless. True love is endless and non-judgmental. If I'd found my heart space I may have found a better way to express the lonliness and hurt I was actually feeling missing their return phone call; rather than let my saddness manifest in anger. Then maybe in the future they would feel like I am easier to talk to and would call me back sooner when dealing with a difficult situation.

Yes, I like to withdraw my love when I'm angry and sad with someone. I ignore them or yell at them. Instead of admitting or discussing what I'm feeling - it seems easier, better armor, to withdraw love by either ignoring or yelling. In fact, I am pretty sure I learned this from my mom. Two speeds when the anger button gets flipped: Ignore or yell.

Now as a mom myself and as someone who has come to learn that I value relationships over being right - I am trying to find that place in the middle. To learn that love is possible in each moment and move into the unknown from a place of compassion and love. Regardless of what I've learned from my parents - I know that it is possible to break new ground. I also know that it is up to be to make the change rather than become a victim of my upbringing.

When I feel the Humpty Dumpty within sliding close to the wall I know it is time for introspection. To greet myself with a "how do you do?" in a sincere way. Sitting to meditate is a sincere question we ask ourselves. We go in and turn away from nothing. Meeting each sensation and staying present with it until something new arises for as long as possible - even staying with the broken places - even loving the broken places. Giving especially the broken places a voice to grieve and be heard, to be hugged and kissed on the forehead. The rainbow spectrum of sensation can be so vibrant and beautiful. Sensation and stories arise from deep layers of the mind. As the layer of the former difficulty arises, if I stay with it, as long as it's there, until it's gone, it is gone in a finite way. The pattern has left and there is room for something new. I am aware of something that has created pain in my past and I can move forward with awareness to avoid that same harm in the present and future. The accumulation of this is a clean slate to build the life of dreams.

When you have a difficult meditation or practice it is actually a sign of growth. If you have had a moment where you feel like practice just might not be for you - that is the time you are standing on a very powerful crossroads. If you stay with it - you are bound to experience a break-through - to learn of a past brokenness - that can be fully healed through your attention, sincerity and love. If you leave you can always justify that it just wasn't working, because you will never know what jewel of wisdom you left behind. The ego is always trying to take us out of practice, because it wants us to keep our familiar patterns for that very reason - they are familiar. Going in to the unknown guarantees destabalizing something. That is why it is important to be clear about your intentions and be dedicated to your task at hand. That way when the hard stuff crops up -your commitment keeps you in the game. What are you seeking to gain? What do you want to manifest?

The hard reality and beautiful truth are the same: We are all Humpty Dumpty. Although it can be difficult and take a lot of practice, I am confident we are each so powerful and well-equipped to put ourselves back together again. Not only put back together, but be fully aware and head overheels in love with our inner beauty. In our broken moments we are called to choose - accept and bemoan the brokenness - or find the lumionous, supportive space within.

Turn it Around

Sometimes I see a glimpse of the deep order in nature, and this beautiful peek always fills me with such comfort. Yesterday, in a moment of connection to the grand flow of nature, I consider whatever I am feeling has two sides: The side that is most apparent, or at the surface. And the other side that is below the surface. Each of these points of view creates waves of thoughts, emotions and physical reactions. Therefore if both sides are always present - don't I have a choice of which to align with and further manifest? Does that mean I can do away with the other, less appealing option?

The concept of converses reminds me of my days studying for the law school entrance exam. On the exam you must demonstrate your ability to identify holes in logic. For example if a=c and b=a then does c=b? These types of fun little puzzles are everywhere, aren't they? If I am mad at my mother-in-law does that mean I love her? Since it is true that if I am angry that means I also love the object of my anger. So I can choose to focus on the reality that I love her and then attempt to express my emotions and deepen intimacy within the relationship. My other option might be to express the anger in a different way.

The science of yoga also celebrates converse puzzles of logic.

Here we go...

When you attempt a back-bend what usually happens? Something brings you out, right? Think for a moment what brings you out and then finish reading. I can only speak from experience. I know that pain in my low back, weak neck and upper back muscles kept me from enjoying back bends. Most importantly my pain was born from a general lack of awareness of how to hold myself. All I could find within was tightness, pain, drudgery. The physical expression always comes from the inner body. So yoga is always inviting us to align from the inner body - to tap into the layers of who we are and find truth - then the truth manifests into beauty. That's why when I see students move I constantly say - "beautiful, gorgeous" because it takes so much courage to step onto the mat and only truth/beauty can be born from courage. The act of courage is a release and renunciation of fear. The more we practice the act of courage the more fear dissipates from the layers of our existence. So....practice back bends if you wish to be fearless. A back bend can be defined as having all of the following present:

*clear, steady alignment in the lower body,
*a full, supported channel of inner-body energy in the low and middle back,
* and the outer shoulder blades reaching toward one another at the back of the heart.

Upon reflection regarding my former days in back bend misery, I articulate my attitude as being one of ignorance or lack of awareness. After some self-study what happens when I am ignorant on a subject I tend to be easily persuaded by fear. If I don't know the answer I get nervous, anxious, fearful. Therefore it only makes sense that I would be unable to perform a back bend and experience the opposite of fear - support, comfort, joy, even love.

Now as a more seasoned yoga practitioner I can see these parallels in my life. When I contract. When I am scared, fearful, ignorant - I have a reflex. My reflex is to act - speak and act in ways that don't honor my highest self. Into the awareness that I am in a state of fear I am able to realize that I need to turn my feeling on its head - uttanita. The translation of uttanita is "to turn it around." Therefore if I am experiencing a reflex born from fear - I know I am somehow disconnected from awareness - I am not seeing the truth - either physically, mentally or emotionally. Once I realize that I am disconnected, I can trace the disconnection to a specific area of my life. Then I am able to rationalize what created the disconnection. Finally I am able to repair the disconnection. What is the opposite of disconnection - being plugged in to the grand, deep order of nature. Our disconnections, while frustrating - are also equally beautiful. The disconnections are what force us to seek the truth and beauty - within our back bends and in all relationships.

Trust

Grace is the invisible, yet ever present, unwavering support for our lives. Not only the support for us to survive, but the support for us to thrive. The practice of yoga looms us into consciousness with Grace. We are able to surf the current when we feel how supported we are to act with courage and confidence. We are the ones we have been waiting for, and we are the point the universe is trying to make (Professor Douglas Brooks says this). He says that we are in a constant state of connecting and disconnecting to how amazingly intelligent and worthy we are. We use the asana practice as a container to wipe away the dust that settles and veils us from the reality that we are pure consciousness.

When our bones, muscles and tissues are well aligned our nervous system is relaxed. Our brain transmits a signal that all is well. There is a deep order within our physical body - just as there is an order to the cosmos, the universe and indeed our environment. There is an order among people, animals and ecosystems. Everything has a place and everything is related to one another. When we slip out of alignment in any of our relationships we feel pain; we curse the current for not being present for us - neglecting to lift us up. Yet it is always us that is free to choose to surf or sink.

For many years I would go to my doctor regularly - at least once a month from the time I was 22 until I was 27. Believing she was the person in charge of ensuring that I feel better. Relying on her to help get me back into alignment. Relying on her to discover the deeper problems creating my symptoms of chronic strep throat, back and neck pain. I saw chiropractors weekly hoping that they would some how find the magic fix to relieve my pain. I would pick up books on yoga and practice yoga in many different ways. And I would always feel better upon offering my questions up to my practice. Yet I never saw the yoga practice as the cure. I thought medicine and adjustments would heal me. I was always waiting around for someone else to seal my fate. Someone much smarter, wiser, someone with more titles after or before their name would be delivering me a message that would make my pain go away.

Pregnancy was the first time I was able to fully understand the potency of self-healing. I had a common experience of many pregnant women in that my digestion became very slow -- creating an overgrowth of yeast and bacteria in my body. No doubt the years of antibiotics contributed to this condition and the pregnancy likely highlighted the symptoms. Upon this diagnosis from my general practitioner I was horrified and uncomfortable. Sadly her prescription did not ease my mind either. She said to take a course of antibiotics for the bacteria. I am not a science buff, but my question was how would this cure the yeast? Wouldn't antibiotics create more yeast? The bacteria did need clearing, since it was risky toward the baby being born pre-term.

Challenging my doctors advice I went to an applied kinesiologist and a natural health doctor. Both practitioners confirmed my thought that antibiotics would be counter-intuitive, and finally I felt a large amount of relief. They had supported my instinct....I somehow felt healing wasn't far away. Instead of a course of antibiotics I started a course of whole vitamins, fish oil, vitamin C, calcium among other rituals to eliminate the unwanted bacteria and yeast. Changing my diet by eliminating dairy, soy and gluten. Within a few days I felt a lot better and over the course of months leading into present day - I have not felt so healthy since I was a young child.

Returning to my general doctor I received a clean bill of health a few months later and to present day. My doctor actually asked me if she could document the remedies and share them with other people. She did further research to determine that other doctors in her field use similar homeopathic strategies for healing patients with similar conditions.

It was a big step to stray from the advice of my doctor and rely on my gut. After many years of having my doctor on a pedestal, as someone who knows more - someone who would heal me - to rather trust in myself. My practice leads me to studentship of the great order and mystery that is me. As I step into practice each day - my physical alignment brings my head, heart and stomach into union. The dust of doubt gets cleared away through my courage to trust in my intelligence, wisdom and experience. Who am I but a living, breathing embodiment of intelligent life; I am worthy and amazing. My practice is fueled by a deep desire to align - to uncover more of this amazing and deep order.

Don't let anyone (including yourself!!!!) tell you or make you feel like you are unworthy. You are intelligent, worthy, amazing and bright. When the dust settles trust that you have the ability to wipe it away in any moment you choose. Sit for a few moments in meditation each day to grow closer to your inner wisdom. Surrender your eyes to close while taking a nice seat, and let yourself be breathed. Know that there is support for your life to be full and radiant. Let your groins settle toward the Earth and your abdomen and ribs to reach toward the back body extending upward toward the Sky. See yourself radiating bright light within. See the inner wisdom in your intelligent channel and move through your day from this place. Namaste.