The Year of the Horse is galloping along and so are we!
Two wonderful groups attended our May and June courses in Eftalou.
The teaching seems to go deeper each time and students are ever more ready to take the dive, even if sometimes un expecting it they just topple into the 'Underground journey' and find themselves letting go of more than they imagined!
With body and senses clean and cleared, the joys of a turquoise sea, an early morning soak in the healing Hot Springs or a quiet meal under fig-trees as the sun sets over the horizon all seem more delicious and vivid as the days go by.
Family visiting from Canada and USA and then presenting and teaching at the Athens Yoga Symposium filled the time for me between courses with love and joy and in July we flew off to Bavaria and taught for Maria Kluge who had organised a six day retreat in her beautiful home Osterloh near in the foot-hills of the Alps.
It was designed for teachers of young children who live in impoverished areas and/or come from abusive homes. The core-group was from Baltimore but several others from European countries added to the international flavour. All big-hearted and wonderful people who above all loved and cared for "their children". Maria once again proved her generosity and hospitaliy were a life-changing opportunity for all.
Here from our bed-room window... bathing beauties in the garden pond..
And now we spend a few days in London in our little room on the fifth floor.. a 'nest in the clouds' above West Hampstead'.......a perfect place to rest and recover.
here is a view from the kitchen in the evening Sunshine.
Dear Friends and Family
Back in Eftalou...we are enjoying a quiet time to rest and 'unwind' ....whilst..
My time in California was both full and fulfilling! The teaching was exciting with many old friends and new ones all receptive to the way this work had deepened and is evolving.
A weekend with Julia in her beautiful place near Sebastapool and Tamara's healing work,
Here is the bed in the room I was given at Hotel Whitcomb during my Pre-Conference workshop and Presentation at the Conference for Yoga and Psychology in San Francisco.
I chose to sleep on the floor as the bed was too soft and what to do with all those pillows???!
My base was with Kate and Eric in their stunning home high up in Mill Valley where the sea mist climbs over the hills like the long fingers of a dragon in the early mornings.
Time with Tia, David and Lisa fun and joyful....... and although due to flight delays and lost connections that stretched my return journey to three days, finding Victor waiting for me in Athens airport at 3.30am and hearing that his test showed he was cancer-free and no need for Radiation.... all tiredness vanished in a moment!
Sending you all love and gratitude
Yoga is the study of life, our personal being and Everything that has been given to us. It should not exclude our senses, our sensitivety, our sensuality, our sexoality, our fears and our longings, our personal wishes.
We have to start with an acceptance of our reality and explore the roots of where they originate from. Part of our reality might be impressed on our lives and rubbed in as inescapable truths. And yet, something tells us that these are not really true for us, when we listen deeply into ourselves as we take the time to do this. To deeply connect to the hidden gifts inside us, takes time. For yoga we need to take the time to refine our feelings, our sensitivity and have the courage to decide for ourselves what is right for us.
We call this meditation, we call this pranayama, we call this asana practice.
Everything is given to us and comes from what has been done before. When we do not accept what comes our way and turn away from what is presented, we will isolate ourselves and miss a chance to transform. Miss a chance to learn and come closer to our true Self, moving further away from a false imitation, able to offer something original and new to the world around us...
On many different shores we find ourselves, coming from just another place. Maybe we will be picked up, maybe left to weather.
But we all are driftwood and wake up to the fact that we are here.
Not just "them" stranded here on Lesvos, the no-mans land that the EU created, a buffer zone, making criminals out of asylum seekers( a criminal becomes a criminal after creating a crime). But we forget that we are all driftwood, floating to different directions, becoming aware of different shores....longing to be connected.
We are the children of what was before. Who came before us and gave us our present life. In us everything comes together and mixes into what we are. Under the sun, the earth-heat of life moves up like smoke to dissolve into the receiving sky, the eternal green hunting grounds of our forefathers.
In their godlike status they watch over us, while floating on our breath, the spirit birds encircle us.
We stay on the earth and bring our attention to the meeting point, to the Great Mixer that holds us together for as long as is needed.