So HOW does one meditate? Well there are a thousand ways. The underlying principle of most of them is to choose one object to anchor the mind to and continue to try to keep the mind focused on that object. When you notice the mind has wandered off your chosen focal point, you gentle and lovingly just bring the mind back to rest on the object. And you will do this over and over and over again, just like reps at the gym, until you notice one day that... the mind stays on the object just a little bit longer without wandering, and when the mind has wandered off, you notice that sooner, so the gaps between concentration become shorter and shorter and the periods of sustained concentration be

We love puppies. So cute. No one likes a puppy that misbehaves, jumps up on you, bites you, pulls on your pant leg, chews your shoes, barks madly. An untamed puppy can be a real pain in the you-know-what. I love to see a puppy owner who is putting the time into their puppy to mold it into a good dog, time into showing it how to behave, what is expected out him or her. I love to see that. Puppies need that guidance, that time invested in them, so they can grow into mature, balanced, well adjusted happy dogs. Many times our minds have been compared to untrained puppies, puppies that jump all over, don't listen, and basically wreak havoc on the world all around them (as entertaining as

How to work unattached to outcome. To do the work for the work's sake, not expecting any fruits of your labour nor being attached to results or outcomes. This is karma yoga. This, is seva (selfless service). Any work can be performed in this way, it doesn't need to be as a designated volunteer with a specific organization or formal group whose mandate is to "help" people. It is work offered up. It could be cleaning the toilet, it could be performing one's job in a way that is light and dedicated and to the best of one's ability. We don't have to leave our homes to save the world. We can save ourselves, the world will follow.

Aah, it feels so good to get back to writing again. I used to write a lot in a journal. That dropped off a few years ago. I wrote a blog during my trips to India, I think it's still online. You can take a look http://gypseangie.blogspot.ca/ I've started a fruit and vegetable cleanse. I used to fast and cleanse regularly when I was younger and a lot more extreme about things. Now I tend to be a lot more moderate, about everything. I guess that is one of the joys of maturation. I am just doing one day cleanse, for now, to see how it feels. I used to do ten day cleanses/fasts or more. I found my body liked it to a point, and then there was one day it just said no, no more. It has

Well, the website will never be done, let's just say that right now. It looks like something a child built but I can't tell you how much FUN I had designing it. Yes, I wanted to use every beautiful colour, font and every design, background and theme in the design of it, as you can tell, but I love it because actually, it kind of reflects who I am, I love colour, nature, variety, freedom, I don't like to follow the rules all that well. It reminds me of life; how we try to fit in, and do what other expect of us, even if it doesn't really fit for us anymore. Sometimes I get fooled into thinking I should do it like everybody else, fit in, follow the rules, be normal. Building this website

I am writing this post in pigeon pose because I am supposed to be doing my practice right now. :) Sometimes thoughts come. I've been thinking about "advanced yoga" and what that is exactly. I believe it is NOT more advanced asana, more poses that twist you up in more elaborate and tangled shapes. Though these can be a fun pastime and are sometimes necessary when your asana practice fails to challenge your breath and your mind any longer. Otherwise, I would like to suggest that advanced yoga is... finding quiet when there is chatter finding softness in hard places digging up compassion when there is anger loving when there is hatred and smiling. being present when emotions run high, st