Paciencia
Posted: February 3, 2014 Filed under: Meditation, Yoga | Tags: blogging, compassion, cycling, exercise, fitness, free range, freshly pressed, friends, gluten free, happiness, health, hipster, kindness, life, love, lululemon, marathon, meditation, motivation, musings, natural, nature, NFL, Omaha, paleo, passion, Patience, perspective, pilates, running, Super Bowl, trail running, Waiting, walking, whole foods, yoga 21 CommentsPatience is power. Patience is not an absence of action; rather it is “timing” it waits on the right time to act, for the right principles and in the right way-
Al diablo con la paciencia y la espera!
Everyday I am waiting for “something“… The old Toyota to warm up, the mind-body website to load, or my old bones awakening to the sounds of a new day.
Everything, everything that we do is about saving time! We see a picture of a skinny-flexy yoga chica in a pose and we instantly picture ourselves there. The truth is, whether we are looking at poses online or the person next to us in class … Hurrying through your yoga practice and more importantly – This thing called “life“, is quite debilitating.
Do you know what we find in patience? Love.
Daily Meditation:
The tricky bit is, and believe me this is tricky … How do I share with you, the “instant gratification” seekers of the world, to pause and listen, when we can’t even sit through a red light without complaining?!?
In My Craft or Sullen Art
Posted: January 30, 2014 Filed under: Meditation, Yoga | Tags: Ambition, blogging, compassion, Dylan Thomas, exercise, family, free range, freshly pressed, friends, happiness, health, kindness, life, love, lululemon, marathon, meditation, motivation, musings, natural, nature, Omaha, paleo, passion, perspective, pilates, Poetry, Prose, running, singing, trail running, walking, yoga, Zen 6 Comments…
In my craft or sullen art
Exercised in the still night
When only the moon rages
And the lovers lie abed
With all their griefs in their arms,
I labour by singing light
Not for ambition or bread
Or the strut and trade of charms
On the ivory stages
But for the common wages
Of their most secret heart.
Not for the proud man apart
From the raging moon I write
On these spindrift pages
Nor for the towering dead
With their nightingales and psalms
But for the lovers, their arms
Round the griefs of the ages,
Who pay no praise or wages
Nor heed my craft or art.
Owning (myself)
Posted: January 24, 2014 Filed under: Meditation, Yoga | Tags: blogging, compassion, crossfit, cycling, exercise, family, free range, freshly pressed, friends, gluten free, happiness, health, hipster, hope, kindness, life, love, lululemon, marathon, meditation, motivation, musings, natural, nature, Omaha, paleo, perspective, pilates, running, Self Image, trail running, whole foods, WOD, writing, yoga 26 CommentsI feel an indescribable ecstasy and delirium in melting, as it were, into the system of being, in identifying myself with the whole of nature-
I found myself recently at a local bookstore standing and staring at the magazine headlines, once again, I became nauseated by all the headlines touting how easy it is to lose weight and get in shape – whatever this means?!?.
One cover of a cycling magazine I quite enjoy set me off: How To Lose weight for the upcoming cycling season. Top tips and how to guide inside!
Seriously, here’s my top tip(s) – ride your bike and smile, not necessarily in that order. It pains me to see how much pressure people are under to get in shape, skinny, whatever.
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I believe that you will never, never achieve your “perfect self” until you learn to love yourself – belly fat, flabby arms, scars, prior injuries etc. Should I keep on going?
I believe we, I myself, must start with loving acceptance of ourselves, right now.
Here’s my proposed first headline on the cover of CultFit the Magazine:
Each one of us are perfect, cool beings who are weightless.
Daily Meditation:
Believe in your Perfect self – Love yourself – Be Gentle – Be You. Wanna know why?!? Because you already are …
Their Lonely Betters
Posted: January 23, 2014 Filed under: Meditation, Yoga | Tags: blogging, Body Image, childhood, compassion, cycling, family, fitness, food, free range, freshly pressed, friends, gluten free, happiness, health, hipster, kindness, life, Life is Messy, love, lululemon, marathon, meditation, Memories, motivation, musings, natural, nature, Omaha, opinion, paleo, passion, perspective, pilates, Place, Poetry, recovery, rest, Romance, running, simplicity, trail running, Travel, W. H. Auden, yoga Leave a comment…
As I listened from a beach-chair in the shade
To all the noises that my garden made,
It seemed to me only proper that words
Should be withheld from vegetables and birds
A robin with no Christian name ran through
The Robin-Anthem which was all it knew,
And rustling flowers for some third party waited
To say which pairs, if any, should get mated.
Not one of them was capable of lying,
There was not one which knew that it was dying
Or could have with a rhythm or a rhyme
Assumed responsibility for time.
Let them leave language to their lonely betters
Who count some days and long for certain letters;
We, too, make noises when we laugh or weep:
Words are for those with promises to keep.
ashes to ashes
Posted: January 22, 2014 Filed under: Meditation, Yoga | Tags: blogging, compassion, cycling, exercise, family, fitness, Forgiveness, free range, freshly pressed, friends, gluten free, happiness, health, hipster, hope, kindness, life, love, lululemon, marathon, meditation, motivation, musings, natural, nature, Omaha, paleo, passion, perspective, pilates, running, trail running, whole foods, WOD, yoga 4 CommentsA broken friendship that is mended through forgiveness can be even stronger than it once was-
Let’s change one little word in the above quote by Stephen Richards – A broken body that is mended through forgiveness can be even stronger than it once was …
Why do many well intended people flippantly object to the truth that we create our own reality?
When life goes “sideways” and our goals don’t materialize magically before our eyes, many people dig deep into their past to toss blame hither and yon: Damn yoga mat, piece of shit running shoes, mom and dad, that chic over there staring at me working on my “snatch” technique – whatever that is?!?
Why do we devote more of our energy, settling for what is, instead of recognizing what we can become?
Are we such socially awkward cowards, that we lack the courage to tell someone, ourselves even, they are responsible for creating the injured mess they now lament in? “Dude, you have had three knee surgeries in the last 18 months … Chill the f**k out for once and forgive yourself.”
Each one of us has the power to recognize and to create our own reality, including injuries and failures.
Forgiveness …
Daily Meditation:
Forgiveness … Is the root of Self Love.
CultFit 