Richard Pilnick Where do we go when we disappear? What risks would you take if you weren’t so attached to your name, face, physicality, reputation? Can you imagine being known simply as an imprint of kindness and goodwill? Three things in my life keep these questions alive on a daily basis. The first, having a
Choose any given day on a street corner in a bustling city, and you will see bodies in motion. All around, sirens scream, motors throb, voices chatter, mobile phones ding, horns honk. The pace of sound unfolding in urban environment is so pervasive that it can sometimes be relentless. Of course, almost every environment has
I used to love New Year's Eve. It was chance to put the challenges of the past year behind me and recommence life with renewed energy and commitment. After only a few weeks though, the bleakness of January never failed to catch up with me and I found myself with the same stories I told
A memory of my five year old self exists, sitting in my mother’s giant eggshell yellow Pontiac station wagon on the way home one day from kindergarten. “What do you want to be when you grow up?” my mother asked. I responded innocently (if not a wee bit precociously), “I want to be Great!” Great,
patraṁ puṣpaṁ phalaṁ toyaṁ yo me bhaktyā prayacchati tad ahaṁ bhakty-upahṛtam aśnāmi prayatātmanaḥ Whatever is offered to Me with a pure loving heart, no matter if it is as small as a leaf, a flower, a piece of fruit, or sip of water, I will accept it from one who’s mind is restrained. BG IX.26 ................ I turned the faucet and filled a small glass
Warning: The below story contains a few lines that may not paint a pretty picture. but hey, is life always pretty?On Christmas eve, I was food poisoned. Not the mild version either; instead, one with liquids spewing out every orifice throughout the night and for days on end. I know it might not be the
Four years ago today I got a call that saved my physical body. I can rely only on my fading memory to travel back to that time when living day-to-day was a mental practice in both holding on and letting go; when acceptance wasn't a choice but a but integral to my own physical and
Jivamukti Focus of the Month, May 2017 by April Dechagas yad-yad ācarati śreṣṭhas / tad-tadevetaro janaḥ / sa yat pramāṇaḿ kurute / lokas-tad-anuvartate A great person leads by example, setting standards that are followed by others all over the world. -Bhagavad Gita III.21 The streets of Calcutta were dangerous and dirty. Thousands were infected with
Over the past week, Donald Trump's first week as US president, I have been feeling my psoas muscle firing up at the most unusual times. It is as if I'm waiting for the next terrible thing to happen, but in fact, it already has. In the moment it takes to sign pen to paper, Donald
Life provides us with the opportunity to be fluid and mobile, or rigid and fixed. This is as true in the body as it is in our mind. Hips that remain in a fixed seat, a clenched jaw due to stress, or tight shoulders from hunching over a computer can pin us down and prevent
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