These are some of the BIPOC people and organizations that I’m grateful to be listening to. I wanted to share their strong and innovative voices. The Nap Ministry – artist activist making connections between rest and social justice, and championing…
In choosing a shape for a seated meditation* I always begin with the same question: what will support my body, in this practice, to be both comfortable and wakeful? For most of us, that is going to involve props. I…
Yoga Nidra Home Practice For optimal comfort during a home Yoga Nidra practice here are a few recommendations for set-up and props. Temperature Regulation Adding an extra layer of clothing can be helpful. We're not moving our bodies in Yoga…
I've been in a number of conversations these past several months focused on how to best meet climate crisis, thoughtfully. It’s not an easy question to answer. Often what does feel easier is to lean towards states of denial or…
As we individually and collectively navigate what it means to take care of ourselves and our communities, I want to share some resources. Dr. Kristin Neff and Dr. Christopher Germer of The Center for Mindful Self-Compassion have offered a thoughtful…
For some January 1 marked the beginning of the new year, for others that recognition will come on the 25th, the lunar new year. However you understand this beginning, may you listen to the places and spaces of your heart…
A simple meditation inspired by the Winter Solstice and Margaret Atwood's Solstice Poem. This is the solstice, the still point of the sun, its cusp and midnight, the year's threshold and unlocking, where the past lets go of and becomes…
“Having a landscape to oneself is an exclusive pleasure. Many of us stumble upon this by surprise. Suddenly it is there -unshared, solitary. One may well experience a reckless moment of freedom, a penetrating moment of understanding. A meaning that…
Poem shared at the opening of December 8th's Second Sunday Sit - Winter’s Cloak by Joyce Rupp. (Rupp is a writer as well as Co-Director of the Institute of Compassionate Presence.) Winter's Cloak by Joyce Rupp This year I do…