A huge thank you to all you attended the kula Sunday night. Meditating with you all was (as Mary C. Carpenter would say) like "resting in the arms of the Great Wide Open" again.

My business has been crazy and I have a book deadline racing toward me like a freight train barrelling down on a frightened deer on the tracks. I have been just as mesmerized and paralyzed by the lights and noise and danger as that deer likely would be. I've skipped yoga too many nights to mention, only to find that I'm making no real progress at the computer because I'm empty, wrung out with the sheer effort of Life, exhausted by my own responses to real and imagined stress.

Sitting with the kula brought me back to some undeniable Truths: the faster I spin, the less I'm accomplishing; only when my center is filled do I have anything to bring to the surface (and the damnably intimidating blank page); caring for my Self is fundamental to my ability to be in the world.

My morning meditations have felt more centered since Sunday and I'm beginning to find my way back to the Flow. Again, thank you all, from the heart of my heart.

Jerri