ready to relax?

just wanted to share one of my favorite meditative songs with you . . . this is a great de-stressor — close your eyes and enjoy (and hum along)  — not that i’m implying that you have stress in your life :)

“in the light of love we are whole
in the light of love we are home
in the light of love we heal and sing”

(performed by Deva Premal, Miten and Manose)


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dancing around the world

This is an old video but when I saw it again I wanted to share it with you.  I love this crazy guy — traveling around the world, dancing his crazy dance.  The music is by Garry Schyman, sung by Palbasha Siddique.  The lyric for this song, “Praan” was adapted from the poem below, by one of my favorite poets, Rabindranath Tagore.  Have fun watching

Stream Of Life

The same stream of life that runs through my veins night and day
runs through the world and dances in rhythmic measures.

It is the same life that shoots in joy through the dust of the earth
in numberless blades of grass
and breaks into tumultuous waves of leaves and flowers.

It is the same life that is rocked in the ocean-cradle of birth
and of death, in ebb and in flow.

I feel my limbs are made glorious by the touch of this world of life.
And my pride is from the life-throb of ages dancing in my blood this moment.

 – Rabindranath Tagore
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the many-splendored thing


Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to be totally open to all forms of love.  I’m speaking of love, not sex.  I think sex can be an expression of love, of course, but my recent ponderings have been more on the esoteric side of that often misunderstood four letter word.

For example, when we encounter a child or a puppy or a sunset, it can be a sweet exchange of pure love.  Like, the other day, I was walking between shelves in the library and a small blond-haired girl (maybe 4 years of age), cut in front of me, barely missing the falling of my next footstep.  As she briskly passed, she beamed this light at me from her round, upturned face, smiling as large as the sun, and chimed in a tiny voice, “ ’cuse me!”  It made my day!  I started to giggle and kept giggling the rest of that day, whenever my thoughts flowed to that moment.

For some of us, it doesn’t come naturally to just be open to love.  Sometimes people get suspicious of a random kind deed.  Sometimes we even push love away, perhaps because we cannot fathom the idea that we’re lovable.

I’m still learning about self-love and I hope I always grow in that area of my life.  I hope my soul is always fertile and receiving love from external sources as well.  I hope I can always give myself plenty of slack to be free to make mistakes and not be perfect, or not have to earn someone’s love, especially my own.


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