While sitting in group meditation, Sunday morning at the Fort Collins Shambhala Meditation Center, a train goes past. When it blows its horn, it’s so loud I can feel it echo in my chest, vibrate in my heart. I feel awake and in my body, aware of my tender open heart, and mindful of all the bodies and hearts of those around me, in the room and beyond.
image by cassandra turner
On this day of rest, I offer you permission to do nothing.
This is from Goddess Leonie, and her list of “Things to do on your Switch Off Sunday.”
Also, one of my favorite mixtapes from the beautiful Susannah Conway, “Everything is Possible in 2012.”
image by susannah conway
On this morning of rest, Eric took the dogs running, and my regular yoga teacher won’t be teaching my class today, so I think I’ll be going instead to the Shambhala Center to meditate and chant, and to say hello to some folks I don’t see that often.
Wishing you rest, peace and joy.
Open Space Practice, (AKA: A Thousand Shades of Gray) 