I was recently asked by someone if I have a daily spiritual practice. The question caught me off guard and I had to stop and think. Do I? If I do, what is it? What inspires me from day to day and brings me a deeper sense of connection to myself, the world as a whole, and everything that exists beyond? In that moment I was stumped and my lack of response left me sad.
In the following weeks I tried to pay attention to anything that might fill my personal need for a spiritual practice. I was surprised to notice that it was actually already present here and there in my life: practicing yoga in my kitchen (not what I’d consider a “spiritual” environment, but it’s the best flat surface
Readers, please enjoy this guest blog post by Robert Butera, author of The Pure Heart of Yoga and Meditation for Your Life.
Today we welcome the beginning of the 2012 Olympic Games. It is known that a high percentage of Olympic athletes meditate, visualize, or use some form of mental concentration practice to enhance their performance. Individual performers, be they swimmers, gymnasts, or runners, are known to visualize each stroke, move, and step. Team performers have various meetings where they practice a form of group consciousness via a formal prayer or a common intention. Since a majority of athletes are using meditation and related topics, the question may be asked, "Should
While rushing through my morning routine I was surprised with a little tid bit on a morning radio show. First, they dangled the carrot: According to their source, 1 minute of a certain activity was equal to the stress relief gained from a 33 minute massage! I hate when they hook me like that, when I really need to head out the door, and instead I linger just a bit longer to hear what the mystery answer is. More efficient than a massage?! In my world, nothing can beat a massage; it's the best gift anyone could ever give me, hands down. If there was stress relief equivalent to that tranquility, I had to know what it was. When they finally revealed popping bubble wrap was the grand
Since we're hosting family holiday extravaganza at our place this year, we went all out and pitched a tree in our living room. Our dog was ecstatic; you could see it in his crazy eyes as we hauled the tree up the stairs..."Big stick for ME?!" Once we got it into his head that, no, we weren't going to let him tear and devour this $40 decoration, the trimming began!
Ornaments, ornaments, ornaments. One by one they were all unwrapped and hung just so. Last night with all other lights off, I stood in the hypnotic glow of the tree's lights and slowly circled around admiring those ornaments. Some have come from childhood, some as gifts from family and friends, and some from a decade-long