not an oxymoron
Posted in Of Core Knowing, On Personal Practice, Retreat, Spiritual Bellydance on Apr 27th, 2008
I woke this morning from dancing hard, and hard and long, for six days in a row, and though I’m sore, I feel as full of intense energy as the busy spring birds.
I was at Kripalu, teaching, the past five days. Five hours of focused moving each day, plus tramping speedily down the very [...]
Posted in On Personal Practice on Mar 27th, 2008
I’ve been feeling lately that time, or the moving time that whirls the hands on the clock face, is a thick, cement-y porridge filling any crack in my existence. I live bricked up inside a solid wall of time. My practice––it inexplicably fetches me when I’m truly overwhelmed (I cannot explain why I am able [...]
Posted in On Personal Practice on Mar 3rd, 2008
Thinking about friend Karleen’s (Koen––a marvelous writer!!) comment on the frustration of making time for practice. I know this is THE most difficult aspect of Personal Practice––just shoe-horning it into the day. I don’t even think the word ‘resistance’ applies any more, the way it might have two decades ago when there really was a [...]