Saturday, 25 April 2009
You've all read this Vanity Fair article about Iceland's crash, yes? Here's the tower Michael Lewis refers to. It's glorious, shiny and very very empty...
By the way, Mr. Lewis nails us in many ways, but yes, we do have more than ten or twenty names in circulation here, and no, not too many SUVs have been blown up and sorry, but even the women here can be stubborn and bumbling and inexcusably, unapologetically aggressive when in public.
It's a space thing: Dr. Seuss' Zax anyone? (and the Zax's even agreed to disagree, and not barge into each other sans eye contact, a disturbing local phenomenon for those from more cultured cultures.)
Sunday, 19 April 2009
It was very worthwhile to saunter over for immersion in American family-vacation reality, a big reminder that while daily silence, yoga and meditation are a way of life, humanity in all it's baseness and glory doesn't disappear in the meantime, and that we're all in this life thing together. In other words, those little trips (along with forays into urban, decaying Nassau) proved that Oneness, Service and Compassion are always the order of the day.
All that, and a daily double latte to boot.
Wednesday, 15 April 2009
Paths wind through the ashram foliage, yours to choose.
Here you are not an accumulation of all you've been, but an unfolding of pure potential at every moment.
Doves flow through this compact jungle, cooing the name of Sumer's goddess, Hu.
If you step softly you may even hear the soft rustle of a swami's orange robes on a path nearby, or the gentle chanting of students in their morning meditations.
Here you stretch your heart to the sun, on a beach, by the trees...
...and meet like-minded souls over shared meals.
And, of course, there's always the sea...
Tuesday, 14 April 2009
The dock at another little island in the Atlantic, called Paradise.
Keflavik to New York to Miami to Nassau and onto a small boat and suddenly you're there, at the ashram for a week of sun, kirtan, asanas and silence. Your mind stills, and all the pains of yesterday are washed away in the warm and salty sea.
Wednesday, 1 April 2009
Be their guest: stop by, order something warm and inspiring, flip through the selection of classic vinyl, put something on the turntable, have a seat, sigh happily, smile, and enjoy.