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Sanctuary
Nothing about the spot in front of this fireplace ever gets old. It’s certainly a safe place for me, but what else? While talking with my coach about movement patterns I shared that “I get wound up easily.” To counter this, I need to be as conscious as possible to
Toolbox
There’s no doubt about it, lockdown quarantine is getting to me. I’m a loner. I’m single. I live alone. I’ve been a nomad for a
Divine Beloved
🕊 Divine Beloved 🕊 I cannot see you,yet you are everything. I do not hear you,but your quietness echos. I long for you,though we are
Types Of Quiet
I entered the hall with our group, filming to capture the moment. Then, I turned towards the statue of Sri Ramana Maharshi and my world
Arunachala
I understand now why people return to this mountain. Here’s my experience…. The prose below were written as I sat at the foot of Arunachala
All Is One
In this Santhi Yoga retreat, our teacher Govind is guiding me and affirming a lifetime of experiences and intuitions. He adds clarity and understanding that
Moved To Tears
Never did I imagine that I’d visit Arunachala Mountain and the Sri Ramanashram in India. Nor did I expect the intensity of the experience once
Cultural Paradigms
How do I convey the intensity of experiencing a completely new and different cultural paradigm? Thus far, only video recordings and hours of conversation have
Movement
Close friends and family know that I’m a much happier person, and a great deal more pleasant to be around, after I’ve exercised. This is
Consistency & Volume
In Stephen Seiler PhD’s lecture “Intensify or Extend? Balancing Training Prescription across the Endurance Duration Range” he makes clear that the key to athletic improvement
Decade & A Year
I don’t usually reflect on my training and racing through total duration and distance. Instead, I pay more attention to the patterns within the days,
Leaning In
The most efficient running occurs when the person stands tall and leans forward, as a whole, from the ankles and up through the pelvis and
The Practice
For years, I was not ready to don love’s wings. Too much dense chaff there was to burn away. I acquiesced that a solo journey
