Lil-Bo-Breath

Little Bo Breath

Lil-Bo-Breath Little Bo Breath has lost her depth,

And can’t tell where to find it:

She closes her eyes, tunes inside

And breathes from hips to armpits.

When you feel shallow and dull, deeply breath to get more full.
Settle your seat and settle your feet.
Close your eyes and visualize a cave in each armpit;  dwell inside.
Breathe in waves from hips to caves.
Deepen each region of your pits, so a ball of wool could comfortably fit.
This transpires to the cave of your heart, embodying this depth is an art.
Serve others from this Chit,  that all begins in your armpits.
Dare to roam this deep, no matter how intense get the sheep.

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  • The Okey Dokey Yogi

    On The Path2

    inspired by Dr. Seuss’s Sutra: the Zax and Patanjali’s Sutra: yatha abhimata dhyanadva (Chapter 1, v. 39)

    One day, making Okeys
    In the mountain of Dokey,
    Posed a West-Going Yogi
    And an East-Going Yogi.

    {See, an Okey is approval,
    An endorsement as such.
    Each yogi seeked okeys
    So very much.}

    And it happened that both of them posed in a place
    Where they bumped. There they stood.
    Foot to foot. Face to face.

    “Look here, now!” the West-Going Yogi said. “I say!
    You are blocking my mind. You are right in my way.
    I’m a West-Going Yogi and I always think west.
    Get out of my way, now, and let me do best!”

    “Who’s in whose way?” snapped the East-Going Yogi.
    “I always think east, making east-going okeys.
    So you’re in MY way! And I ask you to move.
    And let me go east in my east-going groove.

    Then the West-Going Yogi puffed his chest up with pride.
    “I never,” he said, “take a step to one side,
    And I’ll prove to you that I won’t change my ways
    If I have to keep posing here thirty-nine days!”

    “And I’ll prove to YOU,” yelled the West-Going Yogi,
    “That I can pose here in the mountain of Dokey
    for thirty-nine years! For I live by a mantra
    that I learned way back in West-Going Tantra.
    “Still the mind! That’s my mantra. Still the mind is the best!
    I’ll pose here, quite still! I can and I will
    If it makes you and me and the whole world stand still.

    Hey… said East-Going Yogi
    I learned that as well.
    Let’s check yoga sutras
    Won’t that be swell?

    Chapter1, verse 39
    to be quite exact.
    Focus on things that
    you won’t find distract.

    There are numbers of ways
    For the mind to become still.
    Focus on what you please
    To Fulfill!

    It is the process of focus
    Which makes us a yogi
    Not the specific practice
    You see, Okey-Dokey?

    Patanjali says to practice
    Right from the heart
    Allow this to deepen,
    For that is the art.

    Fix the mind!
    Any object you choose,
    As a focusing prop to
    Fully fix and bemuse.

    Get absorbed in your focus,
    Without distraction.
    You can attain stillness
    And sweet satisfaction.

  • Grounded Defined

    Through our programs, we endeavor to “ground” kids, teens, and adults via yoga, laughter, and elevation.  But what exactly does it mean to be grounded?  By formal definition courtesy of the Merriam-Webster on-line dictionary….

    grounded [ˈgraʊndɪd]

    adj

    sensible and down-to-earth; having one’s feet on the ground: mentally and emotionally stable : admirably sensible, realistic, and unpretentious <remains grounded despite all the praise and attention>

     

  • Inspiration

    GROUNDED. (ADJ.)

    IMG_07761. HAVING A SECURE FEELING OF BEING IN TOUCH WITH REALITY AND YOUR PERSONAL FEELINGS.

    2. A FIRM FOUNDATION TO BE INSPIRED AND INSPIRE OTHERS.

    Two weeks ago my Grounded class wrote letters of congratulations to Emily, who had just earned her White Bandana. She’s nine years old and lives in Atlanta. The kids in my class were amazed that at just nine she had achieved this. They were inspired. The letters they wrote were thoughtful, complementary and from the heart.