“Yogi,” he said to me, “you’re supposed to be good at the calm. And you’re freaking out. I know you think of all of these terrible possibilities in how you’re going to die but right now – you need to stay focused.”
I didn’t choose Bali. Bali chose me. I didn’t know why then I had to spend so much time thanking the land, the spirits of Bali, for all the support and love you’ve given me for 15 years. I couldn’t tell you why these “no’s” were happening and I wanted to fight this but this is what death teaches us: the ultimate surrender.
Why I faked a knee injury to get out of class yesterday. I know, as a teacher, I would have seen right through me. Yes I lied. I’m owning it. I faked a knee injury to get out of class yesterday. I know, as a teacher, I would have seen right through me. I wonder now, could I just have said to the teacher, “This isn’t fun, I’m going?” or “This isn’t for me. Thanks, I’m going?” Instead, I lied. I’m owning it. The theme of this month is communication. What I’ve been looking at in myself is when I...
Yoga Wasn't Cool When I Started. Social media and Skype didn’t exist and internet only happened with a modem. AOL was still alive and kicking. It was 7 years before I got my first cell phone.
Maybe writing is like playing the piano. You can’t expect the very best piece to come out immediately. It takes dedication to write daily morning pages. Only playing it over and over again, changing the chords and tempo, tweaking the refrain until you find the right chords and rhythm.