A is for Ashram

  The Weekly Photo Challenge got me thinking about letters this week.  Since I am between big, huge, awesome, amazing trips – until I win a Linblad National Geographic expedition on Jeopardy – I am going to issue myself a challenge for this  blog, For the next 26 weeks I will be posting photos daily based on letters of … More A is for Ashram

Cosmic Mirror

Salt Springs, FL: It’s nearly impossible to roam the grounds of the Amrit Yoga Institute and feel anything but peace. Nearly. For those who have never been to a yoga teacher training of any kind allow me to explain. First you see the ad of a beautiful person high on a mountaintop aglow with inner … More Cosmic Mirror

Gentle Rise

Amrit Yoga Institute, Salt Springs, FL: I have wandered back into the forest. Back to my spiritual home. Why I am here irrelevant, it never matters. In this place you can wake to the rising sun gently, easing into the day. In this same place you can know that’s an option and still choose to … More Gentle Rise

Light

  Amrit Yoga Institute, Salt Springs, FL: I have always been drawn to the sky. As a mostly positive person I am always looking up both literally and figuratively. I love to fly, I’m an air sign, wind is my most favorite thing and I would be perfectly happy on the 78th floor of a … More Light

Waning daylight

Amrit Yoga Institute, Salt Springs, FL: There is something subtly profound, if that’s even possible, about the transitions from Summer to Autumn and Winter to Spring. In Florida it can so easily be missed. The temperatures during the day are still in the nineties, it’s still sunny, there are still afternoon thunderstorms. But the humidity … More Waning daylight

Down by the Sea

Our next town was Daman; a resort town on the Arabian Sea. This part of the trip felt more surreal than any other to me. We were somewhat isolated and nothing had really been planned for us to do. We could rest, walk on the beach or stay in our rooms during the 2 days we … More Down by the Sea

They Call Me Fighter

One thing a city mouse must become accustomed to India is the presence of so many animals roaming about untethered. This particular gent is more pet than livestock. His name is Fighter. A moniker he earned in his early days when he and the resident dog were jockeying for alpha position. They’ve long forgotten those … More They Call Me Fighter

George

In the middle of the Ocala National Forest on beautiful Lake Kerr lives a fairy tale goose we know as George. Also located on Lake Kerr is the Amrit Yoga Institute and the fine folks of this home away from home for me named this handsome fella. At least we think it’s a fella. None … More George

How to be

This trip to India was not a spin-the-globe-and-see-where-we-should-go-next kind of trip. It was thoughtfully planned by the Amrit Yoga Institute and I was fortunate enough to be able to go. The 80-year-old living guru of this institute, Yogi Amrit Desai, affectionately known as Gurudev, was with us. This was a lineage tour. Among our many sight-seeing and … More How to be