Category: Aging
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Finding My Way Back
“Each night, when I go to sleep, I die. And the next morning, when I wake up, I am reborn.” Gandhi Today is a new day. A different day. I will not post a sutra, relate it to the moment and then go on to analyze what Satchidananda and my brain have to say about…
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Grape Leaves
Welcome to Sutra a Day. Yesterday, I sat in a Lebanese restaurant in south Milwaukee with an old friend. I’ve been friends with this person for 25 years now, although not consistently. In our early twenties, we were both on the fringes of a hip and edgy group of waiters, waitresses, comics, models, possible future…
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Opportunities for Growth
On Sundays, yoga teacher training happens in an old renovated feed mill. The studio is on the second floor and there is a wooden perimeter balcony that overlooks the airy, brick and glass bounded central space which is often used for indoor markets, weddings, and events. I arrived early yesterday, bought a cup of coffee…
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Oh Purpose, My Purpose aka Dharma Dreams
Last night, my eyes started to drizzle shut around 7:45 pm. This after a dispute with my partner – these have been happening frequently lately. Little spits and spats, over and done in 5 or 10 minutes, often of my own making. The exhaustion set in and I fell asleep feeling half empty, not half…
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Sticking Points
When I started my computer this morning it was stuck on yesterday. 12/5, 10:36 PM the time and date read. Never mind, that it is currently 12/6, 4:42 AM. My computer is very old and quirky at this point in its life. It asks me to enter complicated codes so that it can start, it…
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Holding On
Last weekend, we had a break from yoga school. It was Thanksgiving weekend, or, as I call it – Gratitude Day. Thanksgiving is so historically problematic and being from a sort of imploded and disconnected family, the traditions haven’t felt meaningful to me in a long time, if they ever did. So, I’m okay with…
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Pushing. Pulling. (The Story So Far, Part 2)
It’s Thursday and YTT is approaching again. Two full days over the weekend this time rather than the four days that marked our second weekend together. I should write my last catchup post before the weekend comes. The week was a tough one. I was tired, that kind of tired where even washing your face…
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