I resist “rest” in the conventional sense. And I especially resist the absurdity that true rest involves screen time of any sort. But rest in the sense of getting quiet and still—rest in the sense taking refuge in the Yin part of our essence, elementals, self, and soul—this, so much this.
For me, for decades, this shows up as: the 5 Tibetan rites on waking, a couple of hours of yoga daily, seated meditation nightly. Most of what I know and un-know and create emerges from there. Life would feel desperate without it.
The song that breaks open my heart to dance. I am beginning to understand the importance of meditation and how it can help me to be more aware of myself. What is it that has been smothered and forgotten long ago? The very gift of rest and meditation brings clarity. My heart opens with awareness of the necessity to heal and remember the importance of sharing with others. Life is hard enough but we all have our unique dance to fully express.
I resist “rest” in the conventional sense. And I especially resist the absurdity that true rest involves screen time of any sort. But rest in the sense of getting quiet and still—rest in the sense taking refuge in the Yin part of our essence, elementals, self, and soul—this, so much this.
For me, for decades, this shows up as: the 5 Tibetan rites on waking, a couple of hours of yoga daily, seated meditation nightly. Most of what I know and un-know and create emerges from there. Life would feel desperate without it.
The song that breaks open my heart to dance. I am beginning to understand the importance of meditation and how it can help me to be more aware of myself. What is it that has been smothered and forgotten long ago? The very gift of rest and meditation brings clarity. My heart opens with awareness of the necessity to heal and remember the importance of sharing with others. Life is hard enough but we all have our unique dance to fully express.