This is the third in a series about a New Year’s chakra tune-up. The third chakra is located at the level of your solar plexus or belly. It is thought to be the seat of personal power but also fear and anxiety. Whenever you feel butterflies in your stomach, that's your third chakra being activated. It is associated with the color yellow. For the next week I’ll share a video every day to balance a different chakra. These are short, soothing meditations that still manage a real impact.
Continue reading...7. January 2009
This is the second in a series about a New Year's chakra tune-up. Your second chakra is located at your sacrum and is believed to be related to relationships and your emotions. It's associated color is orange. The contrasting urges of addiction, violence and pleasure are all seated here. For the next week I’ll share a video every day to balance a different chakra. These are short, soothing meditations that still manage a real impact.
Continue reading...6. January 2009
The New Year seems like a great time to take your chakras in for a tune-up. In Eastern traditions of thought, chakras are centers of energy in your body that run the length of your spine, then on up to your third eye and finally the top of your head. They are considered part of your etheric body and there is a whole tradition of working with them in Indian medicine. Your first chakra is located at the base of your spine and is believed to be related to survival instincts and other basic, hard-wired human behavior.
Continue reading...30. November 2008
Though winter isn't officially here yet, it sure feels like. I found this video from Bill Raddatz that perfectly captures the calm centering I feel in the stillness of winter. It's about 10 minutes long and is guaranteed to relax you and maybe even bliss you out. It features gorgeous winter images of snow and ice and original music and wind chimes.
Continue reading...12. September 2008
I’ll never forget my first sight of the ocean at age six. I was immediately enthralled—with the expanse of the sea, the tang of the air, the clarity of the water and the feel of sand between my toes. Expanding my lungs with the glorious salty air, I was certain the ocean would always be a magical place for me. And I was right. As I waded through shallow pools, edging closer to the waves crashing onto the far side of Haystack Rock, I was lured by the sound, by the hypnotic rhythm, by the immense unharnessed power I felt vibrating in the soles of my feet. But I was not afraid. I somehow sensed I would always know how to respect that power, and perhaps even one day how to infuse it into my own body.
Continue reading...18. August 2008
Every shade of green must grow on these canyon walls—moss and lichen, fern and alder. The canyon pulls me in, draws me toward its light source. Such drama—the steep canyon walls create a spotlight effect, allowing the sun very focused access to the waterfall. But where light catches water, it’s as though crystals have been tossed into the cascade, which are repeatedly flung back up into the air as a sprinkling of rainbows. A warm breeze carries scents of cedar, maples, fir and ripe blackberries—a salad for my nose. Already, alders are beginning to yellow; summer is waning. I feel the wheel turning.
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8. January 2009
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