wilderness

“I stood willingly and gladly in the characters of everything – other people, trees, clouds. And this is what I learned, that the world’s otherness is antidote to confusion – that standing within this otherness – the beauty and the mystery of the world, out in the fields or deep inside books – can re-dignify the worst-stung heart.”

Mary Oliver

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Yoga for Scoliosis Support & Community Practice – Sunday July 24th

sideways over bolster kw

Inviting those in our yoga community with scoliosis in interested in scoliosis to come together in practice and support this Sunday from 1-4pm at It’s All Yoga Studio in midtown Sacramento.

These 3-hour workshop classes for yoga practitioners with scoliosis are designed to support those who want to deepen their awareness and understanding of their bodies and refine the practice to meet their specific and unique needs.

We’ll explore breath awareness, gentle and deep release work –
influenced by myso-fascial release and qi-gong, as well as a variety of
yoga postures that will support greater alignment and more physical ease in
the body with scoliosis. Practitioners will also learn modifications to
commonly practiced yoga poses that can limit rather than intensify the
conditions of scoliosis.

Sign up for the Sunday practice in JULY NOW at http://www.itsallyoga.com.

Cost is $25.

I look forward to being in the practice of self-care with you!

The Egret

egret

The Egret by Mary Oliver
Every time
but one
the little fish
and the green
and spotted frogs
know
the egret’s bamboo legs
from the thin
and polished reeds
at the edge
of the silky world
of water.
Then,
in their last inch of time,
they see,
for an instant,
the white froth
of her shoulders,
and the white scrolls
of her belly,
and the white flame
of her head.
What more can you say
about such wild swimmers?
They were here,
they were silent,
they are gone, having tasted
sheer terror.
Therefore I have invented words
with which to stand back
on the weedy shore—
with which to say:
Look! Look!
What is this dark death
that opens
like a white door?

“Have you ever tried to enter the long black branches”

beautiful girl lying down of grass

“Have you ever tried to enter the long black branches of other lives-
tried to imagine what the crisp fringes, full of honey,
hanging from the branches of the young locust trees,
in early morning, feel like?

Do you think this world was only an entertainment for you?

Never to enter the sea and notice how the water divides
with perfect courtesy, to let you in!
Never to lie down on the grass, as though you were the grass!
Never to leap to the air as you open your wings over
the dark acorn of your heart!

No wonder we hear, in your mournful voice, the complaint
that something is missing from your life!

Who can open the door who does not reach for the latch?
Who can travel the miles who does not put one foot
in front of the other, all attentive to what presents itself continually?
Who will behold the inner chamber who has not observed
with admiration, even with rapture, the outer stone?

Well, there is time left –
fields everywhere invite you into them.
And who will care, who will chide you if you wander away
from wherever you are, to look for your soul?
Quickly, then, get up, put on your coat, leave your desk!

To put one’s foot into the door of the grass,
which is the mystery, which is death as well as life,
and not be afraid!
To set one’s foot in the door of death,
and be overcome with amazement!

To sit down in front of the weeds, and imagine
god the ten-fingered, sailing out of his house of straw,
nodding this way and that way, to the flowers of the present hour,
to the song falling out of the mockingbird’s pink mouth,
to the tippets of the honeysuckle, that have opened in the night,
To sit down, like a weed among weeds, and rustle in the wind!

Listen, are you breathing just a little, and calling it a life?

While the soul, after all, is only a window,
and the opening of the window no more difficult
than the wakening from a little sleep.

Only last week I went out among the thorns and said
to the wild roses: deny me not, but suffer my devotion.
Then, all afternoon, I sat among them.
Maybe I even heard a curl or tow of music, damp and rouge red,
hurrying from their stubby buds, from their delicate watery bodies.

For how long will you continue to listen to those dark shouters,
caution and prudence?
Fall in! Fall in!

A woman standing in the weeds.
A small boat flounders in the deep waves,
and what’s coming next is coming with its own heave and grace.

Meanwhile, once in a while, I have chanced, among the quick things,
upon the immutable.
What more could one ask?

And I would touch the faces of the daises,
and I would bow down to think about it.

That was then, which hasn’t ended yet.

Now the sun begins to swing down. Under the peach-light,
I cross the fields and the dunes, I follow the ocean’s edge.
I climb, I backtrack. I float.
I ramble my way home.”

~ Mary Oliver,
”West Wind: Poems and Prose Poems”

Yoga for Scoliosis Support & Community Practice – THIS SUNDAY

oak-trees-at-sunrise

Join me THIS SUNDAY January 24th for our quarterly Yoga for Scoliosis Support & Community Practice from 11am-1pm at It’s All Yoga Studio.

It’s All Yoga is located at 2405 21st street in Sacramento.

This class for yoga practitioners who have scoliosis. Previous experience with yoga is required.

In this 2 hour class we’ll emphasize release work and breath practices, as well as alignment based movement that supports deepened awareness, healing, and a sense of greater ease and spaciousness in the body.

Cost of the class is $20.

Sign up at http://www.itsallyoga.com or call 916-837-5400.

I look forward to being in practice with you!

Yoga for Scoliosis Support & Community Practice – THIS SUNDAY

beautiful scoliosis

Join me THIS SUNDAY November 15th for our quarterly Yoga for Scoliosis Support & Community Practice

from 11am-1pm at It’s All Yoga Studio.

It’s All Yoga is located at 2405 21st street in Sacramento.

This class for yoga practitioners who have scoliosis.  Previous experience with yoga is required.

in this 2 hour class we’ll emphasize release work and breath practices, as well as alignment based movement
that supports deepened awareness, healing, and a sense of greater ease and spaciousness in the body.

Cost of the class is $20.

Sign up at http://www.itsallyoga.com or call 916-837-5400.

I look forward to being in practice with you!

Circles

blue heron

In the morning the blue heron is busy
stepping, slowly, around the edge of the
pond. He is tall and shining. His wings, folded
against his body, fit so neatly they
make of him, when he lifts his shoulders and begins to rise
into the air, a great surprise. Also
he carries so light the terrible sword-beak. Then
he is gone over the trees.
I am so happy to be alive in this world
I would like to live forever, but I am
content not to. Seeing what I have seen
has filled me; believing what I believe
has filled me.
The first words of this page are
hardly thought of when the bird
circles back over the trees; it floats down
like an armful of blue flowers, a bundle of light
coming to refresh itself again in the black water, and I think:
maybe it is or it isn’t the same bird-maybe it’s
the first one’s child, or the child of its child.
What I mean is, our deliverance from Time
and the continuance, if we only steward them well,
of earthly things. So maybe it’s myself still standing here, or
someone else, like myself hot with the joy of this world, and
filled with praise.

~Mary Oliver

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