I write this the day after the mass shooting of the week, the week of yet another police murder of an unarmed Black man, the month of serial murders against Asian American women and countless acts of ongoing violence and oppression of people and beings…
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I wanted to write from the amorphous abyss of the unknown, because this is the realm of Yoga. And so, here I write. From the early morning, waning moon darkness of the day following Election Day. I write from the very bottom of the exhalation…
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I have wondered over the past few weeks about the potential process of healing from the crisis of this presidential administration.* Among the systems that we know are in need of repair is our capacity and skill in relating to those with whom we disagree,…
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beloveds, i know for the past few years i have been on and off with my writing practice here. between teaching, practicing and living, i have struggled to find the flow here. this is one of the many reasons i have been on a semi-sabbatical…
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Are you a white person who is afraid of being called a racist? It wouldn’t surprise me if you were, but I invite you to step into the liberating svadhyaya (self-study) practice of admitting your racism. I am a white woman living the United States.…
Continue reading The Liberating Svadhyaya of Admitting our Racism