Holding on to Sensei’s forearm for dear life torn between the sheer power I sense from her, and the wonder of what it’s like to be moved through space and time like a Raggedy Anne doll, she pins me and I feel a drop of sweat fall from her nose and splash on my cheek. [...]
The growth of our practice depends on the energy we bring with us when we sit. Nothing new here. I have days that I settle right into my spiritual sweet spot and hover in a state of wonder, but I’ve also had plenty of days where every aspect of my practice seems awkward and clumsy. [...]
Before I sit I turn the light switch on and off a hundred times, turn around in a circle, and giggle my bowels loose. NOT. But there is a place for ritual. As humans we thrive on it. I know people who light candles or have a special mat on which they sit (I do [...]
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