How well I remember the story of the little engine that could. It was a lesson in faith. Yesterday for Thanksgiving day my son who I had read the story to many times showed me that he still has tremendous faith.  After a devastating accident last Christmas, leaving him in too much pain to ever be able to work again, struggling to keep his family living as normal as possible.  He cooked for us a donated turkey given to him as a sense of goodwill.  It made me proud to see my son sharing with us without a worry.  It showed me true faith.  My thanksgiving was complete.  Often times years later you own children give back to you in a way that nobody else could ever do.

Satnam

Your breath is the true fountain of youth.  We search high and low for something that was given to us freely.  It was the first thing we did at  birth and the last thing we’ll do in the experience of death.  Yet it is taken for granted and not cultivated but rather destroyed by accepting pollutants.  We do have a choice, but first we all must educate ourselves on our precious breath.  As most Yoga teachers will find out the many excuses people use for avoiding to breathe properly.  After all this teacher training we naturally come to a great understanding of our breath.  We also find out that love is the highest vibration and our breath is the wisest teacher, something very important to pass on to  our students.  You must be very patient as a Yoga instructor, realizing that once you didn’t know either.  We need teachers all along to bring good news to the mass.  Next time someone says to you.  “Take a deep breath” pay attention to your state of mind at that particular time and the calming effect when you become conscious of that deep breath.  See and feel for yourself that fountain of youth within.  Our great teacher Matt Kahn speaks in a wonderful easy to understand way about our breath, he is pure delight to my soul.  See for yourselves, and find your own fountain of youth.

Satnam

I was feeling very depressed thinking how little respect I am getting  after my life dedication toward good.  Was it all for nothing?  All the courses after becoming a Florida State LMT,  all the money I spent taking course after course,  to better my work and now in a wheelchair with ALS with people thinking I am insane. People thinking  I have completely lost my marbles, I had reached a point of giving it all up.  Then the speech therapist here approached me saying I don’t understand what is happening to me, I wake up everyday at around 3 a.m.  She was really baffled by this when to me it was perfectly normal.  I found my inner yoga teacher just say simply ” It’s the Ambrosial Hours”. What is that she asked.  I told her it was a time of prayers but it is so much more, it’s a magical time when the night is giving way to dawn and at sunset when the day fades into the night, when the veil is at it’s thinnest we find perfect moments of reflexion, prayers and meditation.  Perfect time for a Yoga practice.  I did mine on Hollywood Beach for years.  It was the best time in my life. when the special light from the sun stimulates our pineal gland which then emits DMT ( the spirit molecule associated with religious experiences and overwhelming sense of peace and unity)  into our bodies, causing a sense of bliss.  So if you find yourself being completely awake at such odd hours, don’t sweat, do what you are supposed to do and enjoy a blissful day.

Satnam and Namaste

It will never work.  This is what came through this afternoon after asking for a divine answer to my dilemma.  I didn’t know what to do, so,  I prayed and waited patiently.  I came to understand that I’m a square peg trying to fit in a round hole and it’s not working.  The great books I have been reading and studying for years have helped me to understand that I must go with what my heart wants, a square peg,  And say no to what others call logical, safe  and secure, and what is expected I do, a round hole.  No wonder I have been so torn,  I have been doing what others want for me and disregarding what my heart wants.  No more.   So what if  people think I’m crazy, I’ve reached that point  that  I can ask,  who really cares?  ALS is a difficult enough condition, don’t tell me to accept what is unacceptable, it  will not work.

Satnam