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Flow. Lotus born.

Unknown artist. Source

Lotus Flower. Unknown artist. Source

“The lotus flower blooms most beautifully from the deepest and thickest mud.”    Buddhist proverb

Ever since the French philosopher René Descartes delcared “I think therefore I am,” the dualistic split between body and mind was affirmed, and the superiority of mind declared supreme. No wonder we have also come to despise darkness and glorify light, forgetting that there is no yin without yang and no yang without yin, no masculine without feminine, not in our world of manifestation. As Jung said, “One does not become enlightened by imagining figures of light, but by making the darkness conscious.

It is in the pregnant, feminine space of darkness that we remember to see with the light of our own heart. No darkness, no light.

“No mud, no Lotus.” ~ Thich Nhat Hanh

A symbol of awakening, the lotus flower grows luminous from the muddy waters of the flowing earth. Like the roots of the lotus, our roots are often invisible but nourish, nurture, and ground our soul in the dark and fertile soils of life. Without roots, we would have no way to nourish our life force. The deeper our roots descend, the higher we can reach, the more we are able to blossom and expand. This interconnectedness reminds me of my yoga asana practice, where the more I connect with the earth, the more I can lift up; the more I connect with my body, the more my spirit soars; and the more I ground, the more I flow. This flow is lotus born.

Om Mane Padme Hum

The Lotus

On the day when the lotus bloomed, alas, my mind was straying,
and I knew it not. My basket was empty and the flower remained unheeded.

Only now and again a sadness fell upon me, and I started up from my
dream and felt a sweet trace of a strange fragrance in the south wind.

That vague sweetness made my heart ache with longing and it seemed to
me that is was the eager breath of the summer seeking for its completion.

I knew not then that it was so near, that it was mine, and that this
perfect sweetness had blossomed in the depth of my own heart.

~ Rabindranath Tagore

Om Mane Padme Hum

Hail to the jewel in the heart of the lotus.


Gillian Gibree brought SUP Yoga to a whole other level on beautiful Lake Tahoe, California.

Gillian Gibree. Yoga in Lake Tahoe, Ca. Via Roxy Blog

yoga opening pacific elements

Grounding on the earth, 0pening to the sky yoga pose. Photo Pacific Elements

lotus and hummingbird

Lotus and hummingbird, watercolor by rwhooper on Etsy

lotus glowing in the dark

A lotus flower blooms. JOY by Junya Hasegawa

…Help us be the always hopeful

Gardeners of the spirit

Who know that without darkness

Nothing comes to birth.

~ May Sarton

In the spirit of Yanantin, may we come into greater balance in our hearts, spaces, and lives. And may reconnecting to our ancestral roots help us unfurl and expand into the fullness of our being. With love,

The nature of your gift

What if I told you that “my work is loving the world” ~ Mary Oliver and that I learned this from you in the belly of the earth. that good things come to those who wait. that your patience, patience imbued with love, is life giving, that it is a gift only if you share it.

Feb 28, 2012 | continue reading →

Liberating the story underneath

Feel the ancestral pull of nature. To unearth the story underneath. Liberate it. Ancestral is the pull to remember, to make whole and discover the nature of flow. Flow is punctuated, colored, layered by moments that narrow and widen, darken and lighten, descend and ascend through the landscape of your heart.

Feb 12, 2012 | continue reading →