Posts Tagged ‘optimism’

A New President!

Sunday, January 25th, 2009

Every four years the country gets a ‘do-over’ or not, depending on your point of view, your current status in life. We get to determine who we would like to lead us on a  path that takes our loved ones, families and friends down that road of life that is so full of potential.  We hope that the ‘country’ will provide us with all the tools necessary to bring us security, prosperity and at least the hope of health.  We are fortunate, we are blessed.  And as someone who has seen misery and poverty up close, it cannot be stressed enough how blessed we are.  With the amazing amount of resources at our disposal, it is a shame that ALL of us cannot have whatever we need or desire.

But I guess that isn’t the plan…the plan is that whoever has the drive or the motivation to go out and get what they want or desire, has a better than average chance of succeeding. If you are the one lying around perishing on your doorstep, feeling anguish over your neighbors latest flat screen when your latest accomplishment was acquiring a color tv, then it is certain that you shall continue to perish in that comfortable anguish.

We all have the power to take into our own hands our health and destiny. It is not pre-written, it is not preordained. Yes, your circumstances are preordained, but what you do with them is your choice. Everyone is given faulty circumstances, in one way or another. We must strive and climb our way to our success.

Our health is on our hands, our peace is in our hands, our outlook upon life is in our hands. And again and again, it becomes evident that those with the most positive outlook in life are the ones that find their success. The answer to almost all of our problems lies in our ability to free ourselves from the cumbersome burdens that bind us to this planet. Yes, those pesky ‘things.’ Not that we should give ‘things’ up, but we can certainly view them within the parameters of their usefulness, rather than allowing them to define us.

This frame of mind is actually not that difficult to come about, for as I said, it is within our hands, and feet, and torso, and spine. Okay…I’ll say it plainly, Yoga. If you aren’t already doing some meditation or mind-body exercise, then start. Today. Now. Allow yourself to feel that happiness of you giving yourself up to something more powerful than yourself. Realize your own potential, and become submerged in the world of happiness. it is right there, for all of us to access and reach.

It has nothing to do with who our president is, or nothing to do with what you or your neighbors own, or nothing to with the fallen economy. Your surroundings are in your control only to the extent of whether or not the dishes are washed. The rest we can only try to influence or make better, and we may succeed, or we may not.

But we always have a better than average chance when our body is working properly, and our mind is at its most productive. That is our gift, a creative mind with the potential to be our most powerful ally in life’s journey. Meditate and free your mind, do some asanas and free your joints from pain. Allow the oxygen to flow freely through your muscles and organs. You will be free, you will feel the strength that comes with good health. You may discover other things that you can influence, or some that you just can’t. But we learn to accept what cannot change, and we learn to subtly nudge other things into place. There will be more smiles, and more peace. Congratulations on a new President!

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Write When The Time is Right

Thursday, December 4th, 2008

Sadly, I only sit down to write my blog when everything else is cleared off my table and my mind is clear and free of troubling thoughts.  However, its when everything is a complete mess that most of the interesting thoughts actually come to me.  That is most likely what would make fascinating reading and allow for everyone to understand better how yoga and meditation and pranayma have given me a whole new perspective on life.

Perhaps when I am cursing the dog for rubbing his hind quarters on my good carpet is when I can tell whether that daily practice is bringing me to a more wholesome state of mind.  Am I also running at him with the broom, or am I simply scolding him and lifting him to the sink.  Time for a cleaning, Bozo.

Yes, Bozo is our dogs name…and he is most certainly a Bozo.  He looks like one, usually rendered half blind with the hair growing in his face, and behaves like one, running into walls and falling off chairs.  It’s possible it’s from the blindness. One wonders…if Bozo did not have his humans, who would snip the hair off of his forehead?  Its no surprise certain dogs didn’t make it in the wild, they were forced to subjugate themselves to the human race, just for that occasional hair cut.

And who do we subjugate ourselves to for that grooming, in this case, of the mind?  To our own inner divine.  The divine that is ultimately part of the whole, and thus can guide us through most of life’s most taxing moments. And I’m not talking about the carpet.  I’m talking about the time when you watch the market consume over half of what you thought you’d saved, and those savings are currently your bread, no butter, when you know you might be just weeks away from joining all those people who have already lost their homes and livelihoods.

That is when I know my daily practice works…because I only cross bridges when I get to them, I only let adversity affect me until the next meal is served.  And then I know I must thank the powers that be…because I still have a meal to eat, when so many others don’t.  It seems to me that the reason my writing finds itself always ending on a up beat is because that is the place that I have come to live in, to be. There is always something better coming.  We might have to wait for it, but it is out there.

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Yoga in the Chair

Monday, November 10th, 2008

Yoga for women cancer surivors…I went to go teach them, and what might have been obvious to anyone else, took a while to dawn on me. I didn’t do any teaching, only learning.  Yes, I shared with them my poses…my breathing tips…my tips for alleviating an ache here or there. But, as I said, I was the one who did the learning.  I expected a room full of despondent and scared women…unsure of their future.  What I found instead was a room full of well…survivors.  A room full of happy women, lots of chatting and smiles and laughter.  To quiet the room down was a feat…’please…we will begin the yoga….’

“huh?”

they had things to do, to share, especially laughter – healing laughter

the yoga was  gentle, the breathing was popular…and I walked out knowing that I was suddenly a richer person for having seen the human spirit at its finest. I hope that the grace and optimism that permeated the room on thursday was something that I will be able to incorporate into my own demeanor

thank you…all of you for teaching me some yoga

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