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The way is not in the sky. The way is in the heart. ~Buddha   I used to savor that incredible feeling. Do you know it? Santosa. The sublime state of just being. Like lying on the beach, where you have swallowed a golden sun, it floods you with calm from your center outwards. Warm waves swim beneath your skin. You are content. In the moment. In yoga we call it santosa—a happy place of stillness that is personal but connects you to others at the same time. I never thought it could run out. Or that I would lose…

We achieve inner health only through forgiveness–the forgiveness not only of others but also of ourselves. ~Joshua Loth Liebman Are you ready to forgive? It’s time. To let go. To forgive. Forgiveness it a door to grace. It bestows a blessing on you and everything that comes after. Anger, resentment, self-righteous indignation can fire the imagination, can produce results. But. As feelings they tether us to the karma of the action we want to avenge. And this is sour and unfulfilling. Forgiveness is not saying: “What you did was okay.” It is saying: “I am okay. I choose to move…

  “Speak your truth, even if your voice shakes,” Audre Lorde.   We are the quiet ones in a group. The ones the teachers tend to skim over to meet the needs of more persistent students. We are socially awkward at times and may not have the best eye contact or have the firmest handshake. Or we may overcompensate, leading to an intense, bounty hunter glare and a crushing grip. We may mumble and clear our throats a lot (in my case) while public speaking. Now, I love extroverts (I’m married to one—a fun, forthright guy) BUT think about it….

Keep your eyes on the stars, and your feet on the ground. ~ Theodore Roosevelt Last spring, I took a tumble. It happened so quickly and stealthily. It was almost as if I had nothing to do with it. But, of course, I had everything to do with it. One minute, I am walking along a trail chatting with a friend, our children scampering happily behind us, exploring the woods. The next minute, my feet fly out from under me and I am airborne, propelled through the air, like an acrobat without a net, sliding down a dirt hill where…