So many wonderful participants this morning for our book reading and demonstration. We even had a couple of participants volunteer to come do a pose with Ava. This special day included a young lady celebrating her 99th birthday.
Namaste to all of our new friends!
"When one door closes, another opens.
But often we look so long, so regretfully,
upon the closed door,
that we fail to see the one that is opened for us.
Our short film, 'Final Notice' has been selected as 'edutainment' and is up for an award at the Florida Prosperity Partnership Film Festival on May 31st in Orlando.
I wrote this article for SivanaEast. If you have a little one and want some ideas for teaching them a yogic sun salutation, check out https://blog.sivanaspirit.com
By Jeff Dickson
"These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships.
These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes.
These are the days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill."
Do not say that I'll depart tomorrow
because even today I still arrive.
Look deeply: I arrive in every second
to be a bud on a spring branch,
to be a tiny bird, with wings still fragile,
learning to sing in my new nest,
to be a caterpillar in the heart of a flower,
to be a jewel hiding itself in a stone.
I still arrive, in order to laugh and to cry,
in order to fear and to hope.
The rhythm of my heart is the birth and
death of all that are alive.
I am the mayfly metamorphosing on the surface of the river,
and I am the bird which, when spring comes, arrives in time
to eat the mayfly.
I am the frog swimming happily in the clear pond,
and I am also the grass-snake who, approaching in silence,
feeds itself on the frog.
I am the child in Uganda, all skin and bones,
my legs as thin as bamboo sticks,
and I am the arms merchant, selling deadly weapons to Uganda.
I am the twelve-year-old girl, refugee on a small boat,
who throws herself into the ocean after being raped by a sea pirate,
and I am the pirate, my heart not yet capable of seeing and loving.
I am a member of the politburo, with plenty of power in my hands,
and I am the man who has to pay his "debt of blood" to, my people,
dying slowly in a forced labor camp.
My joy is like spring, so warm it makes flowers bloom in all walks of life.
My pain is like a river of tears, so full it fills the four oceans.
Please call me by my true names,
so I can hear all my cries and laughs at once,
so I can see that my joy and pain are one.
Please call me by my true names,
so I can wake up,
and so the door of my heart can be left open,
the door of compassion.
- Thich Nhat Hahn
Returning to the MOMS club she participated in with her mother from years past, Ava helps demonstrate during the reading of 'I Can Be One Too! A Child's Book of Yoga Poses'. Thank you Kelly and Kathryn for hosting!
Great to have so many little ones joining Ava and I, in their pj's, doing the yoga poses of 'I Can Be One Too!'
Thanks to Erin Gambrill, Children's Services Supervisor with the Carroll County Mt. Airy Library, for hosting Ava and I today for an author reading/demo event. A little one decided to join Ava on her mat for downward facing dog. Toddlers are the best!
Susan Kain is a Registered Yoga Teacher, Pilates instructor and a Certified Personal Trainer with classes for toddlers to senior citizens.