Alive, I

In Silence there is eloquence. Stop weaving and see how the pattern improves-

How different would everyday life become, if we embraced silence?

Over the course of writing this blog-o-thing I have adapted a leisurely pace in life Attending more yoga classes, spending more time unconnected from the web and partaking in long, flowing bike rides without a care in the world.

As Festivus and winter set in, the bikes resting at ease in the front bedroom. I turned my attention homeward, focusing more on the events of my daily life. It truly is possible to attend a silent retreat, where my only interactions with my surroundings are with a smile and an attentive ear. I stopped listening to the radio while driving, the TV stays off when I get home from work and magically  My son and I are reading more in front of the fireplace.

It is such a relief to be free of “noise The stillness in my heart is based solely on silence rather than a frantic beat or change in tempo.

I have begun to notice in this “silence,” the crunch of salt on the walkways leading into work, the rustle of a few stubborn leaves in the breeze, a red tail hawk gliding past

Silence has kindly given me clarity and inspiration.

Daily Meditation:

Be kind your body and heart today

CultFit Silence1


Armonía

One of the keys to happiness is a bad memory-

What does our inner self sound like when it gently whispers to the world? My inner self, sounds like peace – and swearing, swearing then peace – something to that extent

It’s interesting to witness someone in the throes of exploring the sound of their authentic self during yoga class, even while changing a newborns diaper (anything). Very often we will ask the instructor, a dear friend or our mother in law, what they think is going on:  “Hey – Do you think I’m…?”  they, too frequently responding with, “Yeah, you’re probably right …”  Or, if we don’t ask, we just make assumptions based on what’s happening within our mind(s), based on the worst case scenario(s):  “I guess I just suck at yoga … Damn dirty diapers!

This deflating inner dialog leads us away from our true authentic self.

Peace, is calling us home through these trying moments in our lives. We can say “Fu*k it” and choose to ignore peace, continuing on the same path that created the resentment, the bitterness. We can choose to partially ignore it, and partially listen to it (men have perfected this tactic), leaving ourselves sitting perpetually on the fence, giving ourselves halfheartedly to the world 

Daily Meditation:

Or, we can choose to listen to ourselves, honor our deepest truth(s) and begin to do “things” – Differently.

Be well this weekend and please take care!

CultFit Self


Love After Love

The time will come
when, with elation
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror
and each will smile at the other’s welcome,

and say, sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you

all your life, whom you ignored
for another, who knows you by heart.
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,

the photographs, the desperate notes,
peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit. Feast on your life.

Derek Walcott

CultFit Light


Momento de Gratitud

Piglet noticed that even though he had a Very Small Heart, it could hold a rather large amount of Gratitude-

I’m writing this post surrounded by mismatched socks, Lego’s, a lone blaster rifle and Anakin’s light-saber. Sitting on the only comfortable spot on my fifteen year old couch, typing on a MacBook that’s been around the world dozens of times and left a battery dead somewhere in a far off desert, or on my kitchen counter 

You know what? I couldn’t be any happier.

Earlier this morning before driving to yoga practice at 0500, I caught myself picking the millionth crumbled Cheerio out from underneath my foot and organizing the books we were enjoying the night before. In this moment of silence, stillness, I laughed thinking about my Son who had brought these crumbled Cheerios and books into our home. My heart beat slowly, filled with joy – Realizing that I am happier now, in this beautiful mess, than I was a year ago, hobbling about on crutches. I savor these moments of gratitude, more than I could have ever imagined.

Daily Meditation:

Grateful, grateful to eat a few Cheerio’s off the floor before I put my shoes on this morning Who or What are you grateful for this morning?

CultFit Bliss


Speak (your) Truth

There are two circumstances that lead to arrogance: one is when you’re wrong and you can’t face it; the other is when you’re right and nobody else can face it-

The joy of being afflicted by “social correctness“, which is really just a gentle way of saying passive aggressive. We have become so self-conscious, that we no longer speak our minds. Rather, we dance, spin and obfuscate (use my blog as an example) what are often very obvious truths about ourselves, and the world around us.

To be true to ourselves, we must speak our truth and own it. We do this by looking at ourselves in the mirror, asking ourselves the hard questions that confront us and heeding to our hearts. In this way, our hearts will not stray far, fall off our center or lose their way because we will be connected to this thing called Reality.

During this Holiday season I am so very grateful, blessed to have met some pretty cool and authentic folk on the blog-o-sphere since I started writing.

Listed below, in no particular order, are just a few bloggers on a path to a more authentic experience, open expression — of both themselves and their lives. *Often at times, the best part of my boring posts? Are the folks who stop over to hang out – chill for a while.*

justsylph

Laurie Buchanan

A Promise to Dad

Fit Recovery

Go Susan Go

No Meat Barefeet

Empower and Balance

Serene Flavorful

THE CHATTER BLOG

The Dancing Runner

Warsaw’s Secret Blog

Joy Fitness and Style

The Crazy Crone

Kimberly Harding

Butterflyx3

The Magicians Cat

Still a Runner

Coach Doug Bowers

Kandj Colorado

Yesenia

Racing the States

Sandy like a Beach

Gede Prama

Shell

Sachem Speaks

David Kanigan

CultFit Truth