2017 crystalfaithyoga

July 21, 2018

In the simple solitude of weeding the asparagus field, I stop for a momentary meditation. I close my eyes and place my hand on my heart center; this is home. The mind has become restless and loud again. I press pause with a quiet breath and listen~

No matter w...

July 18, 2018

Six knees point to the hut of sacred fire. Sunrise and sunset are honored here, creating a vibration high in harmony. Three hearts navigate the path of inner and outer immersion; we are students of the elements. With every passing day, flames burn with the offering of...

July 6, 2018

Everyday I practice back bends to open my heart and strengthen my back

Daily shoulder shimmies soften my edges and massage my upper spine

I lift my pelvic floor to access true potential

Deep breaths three times per day teach me to fully release and receive

Barefoot walks o...

June 16, 2018

Now is now. In this moment, do I practice trust or stagnate in fear? All is well or nothing is well? Anything is possible or nothing is possible? Choice. These are the passing seconds of my life; they are minuscule blinks of the cosmic eye. My heart is beating, what el...

October 29, 2017

~ India called & I responded ~

For years, I knew I would travel to India one day. I desired to understand the history and meaning of yoga, I felt a thrill at the idea of traveling solo in such a foreign and extreme land, and most of all, I knew that connecting to I...

April 3, 2017

(China Eastern flight leaving India: New Delhi to Shanghai)

~ Poem/thoughts ~ 

Gazing into the night sky at 40,000 feet

Pure expansion

This is what lies inside, always

I am this sky

This sky is me

There is space for everything here

All emotions and thoughts are welcome, but fa...

April 1, 2017

I wrote this poem after spending time at the main cremation ghat in Varanasi.

"Manikarnika Ghat is one of the holiest among the sacred riverfronts, alongside the river Ganga. It is believed that a dead human's soul finds salvation, when cremated here"- Wikipedia

A c...

March 29, 2017

*(writing from a day spent in Haridwar, Northern India)*

Startled as a monkey darts directly in front of me.

Eternal chaos unfolds below.

Vigorous flow of the Ganges sets the backdrop.

In the heat, I sip on cool water out of a bottle labeled, “soul”. This privileged liquid...

March 26, 2017

This poem was inspired during a meditation walk with the Phool Chatti Ashram:

Human silence matched with music of nature. Bliss. I refrain from snapping photos as a

practice in presence and non-attachment. Simply sitting in a fairyland.  Bird music plays as sheets of ric...

March 25, 2017

One morning during my stay at the Phool Chatti ashram, our group was lead to the Ganges for a ritual cleansing ceremony.  We were all given fresh flowers (and instructed to not smell them, as it would “weaken” their essence) that would be offered to the mighty river. T...

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