Archive for the ‘Quotes’ Category

Poetry from The Shiatsu Training

Sunday, March 13th, 2016
I feel lucky.  I feel grateful.  I feel.
I struggle with balance.  I struggle with weight. I struggle.
I love my friends. I love my family. I love.
I worry about gaining. I worry about losing. I worry.
I experience joy. I experience grief. I experience.
I encounter fear. I encounter anger. I encounter.
I sense peace. I sense energy. I sense.
I find balance. I lose balance. I rebalance. I continue.

 

I continue to feel lucky and grateful because I have freedom. Freedom to feel. Freedom to struggle. Freedom to love.
Freedom to worry. Freedom to experience. Freedom to encounter. Freedom to sense. Freedom to find. Freedom to lose.

by Michelle Eastman

 

Now

Saturday, February 15th, 2014
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a poem by erin feldman
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Bob Marley sang, “Emancipate yourself from mental slavery/none but ourselves
can free our minds”. This here is another song of freedom:
we’re gathering breaths.
[now]
we all lookin’ for redemption:
[now]
won’t you help me?
[now]
it’s an endless
[now]. [now.] [now.]
there you go. [now.]
train your heart [now] to feel [now] in it’s natural [now] habitat [now]
a different [now] than the one before [now]
now. now.
teach your mind [now] to chant [now] the mantra [now] of breath [now]
breathe [now] breathe [now]
surrender [now]
The anxious doer [now] chief denizen [now] of the mind [now]
gazes out [now] of these eyes [now] and sees [now]
obstacles [now] threats [now] side trails [now] veils [now]
ignorance is [now] confusing the self [now]
with the cargo [now] in your mind [now]
surrender [now]
the only suffering [now] we can do anything [now] about [now]
is the suffering [now] which has yet to come [now]
be [now] the seer [now] be [now] the seer [now]
breathe [now] breathe [now] breathe [now] breathe [now] breathe [now]
feel the breath [now] in your nose [now] emancipation [now] in your heart [now]
be the love [now] you ask for [now] breathe [now] breathe [now]
between each [now] hear the birds [now] the cars [now] the beats [now] of your heart [now]
the trail [now] of your thoughts [now]
the blocks [now] you have to [now] but don’t want [now] to fight [now]
and later [now] a cold rain [now] a hot meal [now] Ommmmm
surrender [now]

erin feldman is a recent graduate from Karuna’s 200 Hour Teacher Training Program. She wrote this poem for the training commencement, it was modeled on Laura Lamb Brown-Lavoie’s “Bean Meditation”

Svadhyaya and Motherhood

Friday, September 20th, 2013

On svadhyaya* and motherhood…

I will wear this hood – gratefully –
for a lifetime
…..what i was i still am yet now, somehow, more
born of My womb you were a Tiny Beloved;
…..spark of a deep, abiding, infinite and imperfect Love
……..but Ours you are not
as Gibran eloquently observes
you were (indeed) born of “life’s longing for Itself”
And in your pure reflection, when I choose to witness,
…..i grow and delve into my Self-
……..deeper
………..sometimes darker
recesses of love and fear
…..joy and anger.

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………………..*
I have only begun to touch Source.
………………..*

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You challenge me, you insist – like any good Guru-
……..that i Show Up
…..with complete presence
and find a comfortable seat for the ride
…..for when I don’t (and I often won’t)
you have perfected your effective methods
to call my attention and strengthen my efforts

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…….and I will falter
and i will ask your forgiveness,
……….again… and again…
hopeful that the next time not the same missed mark,
…..for perhaps I have learned this time
…..and i will see my own wounds
and i will be given the chance,
…..over and over again
to apply the salve of divine mercy and compassion
…….to my own wounded heart
so that i do not repeat and inflict those deep cuts
…….with anger
……….with words
………….with touch
that have become my sam(scar)as and my (his)stories
for you were born with this One Precious Human Life
with Suffering all your Own,

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…..may i ease your load
……..may i add to your joy
…………and may i see the world through your wonder.

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* Sutra 2.1

Tapah svadhyayesvara pranidhanani kriya yogah

Accepting pain as help for purification, study of spiritual books, and surrender to the Supreme Being constitute Yoga in practice.

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Loren Magruder, 500hr Karuna Advanced Teacher Training Graduate, Mother

I React..

Friday, August 9th, 2013
By Kathi Burke
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Here I Am
Alone in the World
An Enigma of Thoughts, Feelings, Elations, Depressions,
Promises, Cravings, Judgments, Reactions.
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I Grow, I Strain, I Direct my own Fate, I Love,
I Study, I Learn, I Work, I React…
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I Seek…Something Big, Something Sure, Something Connected,
Something Wise, Something Great, Something Beautiful,
Something Changeless, Something Pure, Something Aware,
Something Reaction-less.
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I Attend Class… I fear, I love, I react, I flee, I return, I strive, I
hurt, I love, I need, I crave, I react. I learn to return, to practice,
to avoid judgment, to honor the wisdom which emerges at times,
within, or without, or sometimes doesn’t. I react.
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One day, a new consciousness arrives, however briefly; she
throbs with light and stillness in silence. This consciousness of
the One, my soul body, causes my yoga body to bleed tears of joy
and awe. I react.
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I return to class…chasing the illusory she-flame of light and
beauty and love. I fear, I love, I react, I flea, I strive, I hurt, I love,
I need, I crave, I react, even though I don’t want to.
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I continue, all the while hoping that the grip of wanting will relax,
knowing that my effort is in the being, not in the gripping, in full
knowledge that in faithfully restraining attachments to results,
my soul body is certain to return in all her glory, as effort relaxes
into the potential that brings effortlessness and reveals the glory
of HER acceptance of the NOW.

Kathi Burke is a current student in Karuna’s 200hr Teacher Training Program

Like Clouds Passing

Monday, June 10th, 2013

A peaceful mind stems from understanding and experiencing who you are, and who you are not. For me developing this understanding is what life is.

By Willie Crosby

Like clouds passing by a deep blue sky

Or sticks floating down a springtime stream

My life drifts by as if a dream.

An active role or just an observer

Who am I?

Past the mind I must look further

Not body or mind contains my soul

Death of the ego the only toll

On the road to truth.

Come with me

We can discover what it means to be free

Of pain and pleasure and worry and want

Excepting the moment and seeing your not

The silly little person your mind believes

But the vast unknown buried beneath the leaves

WIllie Crosby is a local farmer, current participant in Karuna’s 200hr Teacher Training, and a lovely guy to set up your mat next to.

To This May

Saturday, May 11th, 2013

To This May

They know so much more now about
the heart we are told but the world
still seems to come one at a time
one day one year one season and here
it is spring once more with its birds
nesting in the holes in the walls
its morning finding the first time
its light pretending not to move
always beginning as it goes

W.S. Merwin

Dark Night of the Soul

Friday, April 12th, 2013

Dark Night of the Soul
St. John of the Cross

Once in the dark of night,
Inflamed with love and wanting, I arose
(O coming of delight!)
And went, as no one knows,
When all my house lay long in deep repose

All in the dark went right,
Down secret steps, disguised in other clothes,
(O coming of delight!)
In dark when no one knows,
When all my house lay long in deep repose.

And in the luck of night
In secret places where no other spied
I went without my sight
Without a light to guide
Except the heart that lit me from inside.

It guided me and shone
Surer than noonday sunlight over me,
And lead me to the one
Whom only I could see
Deep in a place where only we could be.

O guiding dark of night!
O dark of night more darling than the dawn!
O night that can unite
A lover and loved one,
Lover and loved one moved in unison.

And on my flowering breast
Which I had kept for him and him alone
He slept as I caressed
And loved him for my own,
Breathing an air from redolent cedars blown.

And from the castle wall
The wind came down to winnow through his hair
Bidding his fingers fall,
Searing my throat with air
And all my senses were suspended there.

I stayed there to forget.
There on my lover, face to face, I lay.
All ended, and I let
My cares all fall away
Forgotten in the lilies on that day.

Perceiving shows that you are not what you perceive

Friday, April 12th, 2013

You observe the heart feeling, the mind thinking, the body acting; the very act of perceiving shows that you are not what you perceive.

~ Nisargadatta.

For Contemplation

Saturday, February 23rd, 2013

The window is the absence of the wall, and it gives air and light because it is empty. Be empty of all mental content, of all imagination and effort, and the very absence of obstacles will cause reality to rush in.

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Sri Nisargadatta Maharaj

Vitality

Sunday, December 30th, 2012

With deep and quiet breathing, vitality will improve, which will influence the brain and help the mind to grow pure and stable and fit for meditation. Without vitality, little can be done, hence the importance of its protection and increase. Posture and breathing are a part of yoga, for the body must be healthy and well under control, but too much concentration on the body defeats its own purpose, for it is the mind that is primary in the beginning. When the mind has been put to rest and disturbs no longer the inner space (chidakash), the body acquires a new meaning and its transformation becomes both necessary and possible.

~Sri Nisargadatta Maharaj