In the Bhagavad Gita, we’re taught that of all the paths, the Heart is the highest.  This teaching is a permission slip to do as Rumi says, "Let the beauty of what you love be what you do.” 

With all that has been happening in our country in the last two weeks my tender heart has taken a beating.  I've unconsciously upped my game in self-care and thought I'd share with you the things that have worked for me.

Your path to quiet may be meditation. It could be painting.  It could be dancing.  Your path to quiet could be sitting under a tree, or by a river, or the ocean.  It might be cooking or cleaning or folding the laundry.  Your path to quiet is your own.  

Can I say that I BELIEVE this too?  The way that I believe my body steered me into healing old trauma, my body can be a vehicle to transcendent experiences. Can I believe that my body can be an access point into the unseen, to deep layers of knowing, to community with beings my path has not yet crossed? Or was I just visualizing?  

  Exhale, Exhale , deeper and deeper... Then a Pop!  Did I hear that or feel it or just imagine it?