April 5, 1974
Posted: April 9, 2015 Filed under: Kindness, Meditation, Mindfulness, Yoga | Tags: compassion, faith, hope, kindness, love, Mindfulness, natural, passion, Poetry, Richard Wilbur, Spring, yoga 4 Comments…
The air was soft, the ground still cold.
In the dull pasture where I strolled
Was something I could not believe.
Dead grass appeared to slide and heave,
Though still too frozen-flat to stir,
And rocks to twitch and all to blur.
What was this rippling of the land?
Was matter getting out of hand
And making free with natural law,
I stopped and blinked, and then I saw
A fact as eerie as a dream.
There was a subtle flood of steam
Moving upon the face of things.
It came from standing pools and springs
And what of snow was still around;
It came of winterâs giving ground
So that the freeze was coming out,
As when a set mind, blessed by doubt,
Relaxes into mother-wit.
Flowers, I said, will come of it.
: Carry On :
Posted: April 3, 2015 Filed under: Kindness, Meditation, Mindfulness, Yoga | Tags: compassion, CultFit readers rock!, Easter, Good Friday, gratitude, kindness, love, Omaha, Seva, weekend 10 CommentsIf you’re reading this … Congratulations, you’re alive. If that’s not something to smile about, then I don’t know what is-
To those of you taking a moment to enjoy my humble post – You Rock! Have a wonderful weekend Dear Friend(s)!
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It’s all about the lyrics Hint – Hint đ
why i feed the birds
Posted: April 2, 2015 Filed under: Kindness, Meditation, Mindfulness, Yoga | Tags: compassion, kindness, love, nature, Poetry, Richard Vargas 2 Comments…
once
i saw my grandmother hold out
her hand cupping a small offering
of seed to one of the wild sparrows
that frequented the bird bath she
filled with fresh water every day
she stood still
maybe stopped breathing
while the sparrow looked
at her, then the seed
then back as if he was
judging her character
he jumped into her hand
began to eat
she smiled
a woman holding
a small god
–Â Richard Vargas
Dancing
Posted: March 26, 2015 Filed under: Kindness, Meditation, Mindfulness, Yoga | Tags: Canada, Daily Meditation, dancing, Identity, kindness, life, love, Margaret Atwood, Mindfulness, Omaha, passion, Poetry, Prose, writing, yoga 1 Comment…
It was my father taught my mother
how to dance.
I never knew that.
I thought it was the other way.
Ballroom was their style,
a graceful twirling,
curved arms and fancy footwork,
a green-eyed radio.
There is always more than you know.
There are always boxes
put away in the cellar,
worn shoes and cherished pictures,
notes you find later,
sheet music you canât play.
A woman came on Wednesdays
with tapes of waltzes.
She tried to make him shuffle
around the floor with her.
She said it would be good for him.
He didnât want to.
Here’s That Rainy Day
Posted: March 25, 2015 Filed under: Kindness, Meditation, Mindfulness, Yoga | Tags: Citizens' Academy for Omaha's Future, community, Identity, kindness, love, meditation, Mindfulness, Omaha, passion, yoga 20 CommentsThe ego relies on the familiar. It is reluctant to experience the unknown, which is they very essence of life-
We cultivate a sense of identity from what we do, and when a habit bolsters a positive sense of identity, it’s immensely powerful. Over time, the pure joy of this “habit” fades away into the ether, and what are left with? Race bibs. medals, memories and for me personally – Nothing. This past weekend after much thought, I have arrived at a point in my life where I need to stop pursuing fleeting dreams, choosing instead to do something meaningful with my free time – other than racing and competing. Its time to focus on other areas in my life …
Daily Meditation:
Over the course of the next six weeks I will be attending the Citizens’ Academy for Omaha’s Future and I would genuinely love to have you along for the ride! In essence, I’m trading race bibs and medals to hang in the garage, for the chance to create meaningful change in our community.
Thank you once again for your continued support as I walk a path to discovering my true self.
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