I just returned home from an extraordinary (and very Los Angeles) yoga class–a fundraiser for  Project Heal ; a friendly group of Silver Lakers; skylights filling the room with SoCal sunshine; indie rock music; and a very talented teacher. Gotta love a yoga instructor who blends quotes from Cheryl Strand’s   Tiny Beautiful Things   with hatha yoga and a
rad soundtrack. I haven’t been to a yoga class in so long that I gave myself a gold
star for even showing up today, but I worked hard, focusing on my core,
pulling my shoulder blades down my back, remembering to breathe. Then halfway
through class, I was lying on my back one knee pulled toward my chest, the other leg
crossed on top of the other, and the teacher, Jillian, came along and gently took hold of the base of my head
with her hands. My head can be very heavy some days. The thinking, and trying, and figuring out, and striving, and “doing the
work.“ Instead of opening, and accepting, and welcoming, and
easing–words that by their very nature allow for breath and space and all the
things that we actually need to live and to grow.  As she took my head in her hands, releasing me of its weight, I was reminded of how much easier life is when we let go.   So today, no lists, no reviews, just these offerings… Beginning with the above first few lines of Mary Oliver’s ” Wild Geese ,“ a poem that will change your life if you allow it to. And ending with one of my favorite mindfulness writers, Jon Kabat-Zinn: “If we are not careful, it is all too easy to fall into becoming more of a human doing than a human being, and forget who is doing all the 
doing, and why.” (  Mindfulness for Beginners  )   Remember, as T.S. Eliot says in "Burnt Norton”, Number 1 of hi s Four Quartets :     “ Except for the point, the still point, 
There would be no dance, and there is only the dance.”

I just returned home from an extraordinary (and very Los Angeles) yoga class–a fundraiser for Project Heal; a friendly group of Silver Lakers; skylights filling the room with SoCal sunshine; indie rock music; and a very talented teacher. Gotta love a yoga instructor who blends quotes from Cheryl Strand’s Tiny Beautiful Things with hatha yoga and a rad soundtrack. I haven’t been to a yoga class in so long that I gave myself a gold star for even showing up today, but I worked hard, focusing on my core, pulling my shoulder blades down my back, remembering to breathe. Then halfway through class, I was lying on my back one knee pulled toward my chest, the other leg crossed on top of the other, and the teacher, Jillian, came along and gently took hold of the base of my head with her hands. My head can be very heavy some days. The thinking, and trying, and figuring out, and striving, and “doing the work.“ Instead of opening, and accepting, and welcoming, and easing–words that by their very nature allow for breath and space and all the things that we actually need to live and to grow.  As she took my head in her hands, releasing me of its weight, I was reminded of how much easier life is when we let go. 

So today, no lists, no reviews, just these offerings… Beginning with the above first few lines of Mary Oliver’s ”Wild Geese,“ a poem that will change your life if you allow it to. And ending with one of my favorite mindfulness writers, Jon Kabat-Zinn: “If we are not careful, it is all too easy to fall into becoming more of a human doing than a human being, and forget who is doing all the doing, and why.” (Mindfulness for Beginners)

Remember, as T.S. Eliot says in "Burnt Norton”, Number 1 of his Four Quartets:

Except for the point, the still point,
There would be no dance, and there is only the dance.”