Physical Mental Emotional

You arrived on earth embodied. Whatever mental and emotional states came with or ensued, they are housed in your body. Agree or disagree, this statement is the premise for my post today.

The physical body should be cared for much like any machine you own. It operates according to physical laws, which are the laws of nature on our planet. Understanding your own physiology empowers you to care for yourself in sickness and in health.

Eating disorders, physical disorders (disease), mental and emotional disorders, can be addressed successfully through nutrition, exercise, structural and postural adjustments. The key underlying all of these adjustments is your breath, meaning the oxygenation of your cells.

These principles are simple, and everyone can follow and heal through the understanding and use of them. However, we live in an age in which a great many people, likely the majority, are uneducated and uninformed of these basics.

Over forty years as a professional in natural medicine and therapeutics has taught me all that I know, and all that I know is through applying studies to my personal experience. I am here to assist others on the path to their self realization, wholeness and good health.

In closing, I have saved the most important for last. A deep knowledge of yourself means that you understand that your spirit is housed in your body. You must care for your body as a temple if you desire a relationship with your true self, your spirit. I post this in honor of and specifically for those who are on a quest of self awareness and knowledge. Many blessings. ūüôŹ‚̧ԳŹ

From where I sit this morning

One morning at Maitri Retreat

Aug 31, 2011 РStanding alone on the deck.  The sky hints of pink, but promises light moment by moment. I hear every silent breath, mine and the trees’.

Ellen arrives like an apparition from the dark, whispers in my ear that someone or some thing whispered in her ear, awakening her with the sound of her own name.

Arising to follow the call, she found the door standing open…now she is standing next to me.  We are silent.

Suddenly movement in the dark dawn, down below us, in the trees.

We follow the movement, separate, and disappear from one another.

I wander through waist high grass ‚Äď

find nothing and no one, not even Ellen.

7 AM sit is silent, still, free.


What is it I love about Colorado?  Surely it is the sapciousness, like in New Mexico.  The trees in Colorado give space a shape without using it up.  A tree must surely know its own empty self, just like the sky and the clouds- like they know they are not separate at all.


August 22, 2012

Respect for that which I have no respect, may take me a long way down my spiritual path.

That which I do not respect, is placed somewhere outside of my mind, and therefore out of my conscious experience – excluded.

‚ÄúPreference‚ÄĚ is written all over it. Zen is the art of non-preference.

Embodying that which I do not respect = being whole, being one with all beings. Humility is here. Empathy is here. Compassion is here- in the embodiment of my experience as a whole.

Breath as Healing Technique

Today as I drew breath down into my belly, it filled up almost all the space inside me, but I paused and then breathed in a little more and my front and back were separated from one another as the space between expanded. ¬†A full breath cycle swept exhale and inhale along the undersides of my rib cage and massaged the tissues in front of my spine.¬† Breath gently soothed all the tender places inside and alongside my spine, and the lightning strike of disc contacting nerve became more like strong river flowing.¬†¬†‚ÄúBreath sweeps mind‚ÄĚ, I guess.

Venturing back …

Venturing back to work, cautiously, after a term of disability.  Taking one step at a time, literally, going slowly along with single pointed focus.  Grateful to to the pain that will not allow mindless movement?  I suppose yes.  Most grateful for the practices I have learned to heal myself , including those which teach me to accommodate my experience in every moment, no matter what it is.

For now, I am practicing what I preach, and we will see how that goes.  So far, so good.


I became so angry yesterday that my heart beat hard in my chest and when relief did not come it moved into the pit of my stomach and beat as a fist.  It was very painful, and the residual chemistry of it awoke me in the night with illness in my stomach, neck and head. 

So I have contemplated what¬†took control, and exerted such¬†power over me that I couldn’t even soothe myself in the moment to¬†prevent¬†the harmful after effects.¬† My anger arose and I¬†suppressed it, but by what force?¬†¬†And to what end?¬†

I have a rich experience with shame and self righteousness, so when I witness them in others, I feel I can’t bear the pain that I know so well. Even if it is another’s pain,¬†it is mine as well.¬†¬†Unable to find my authentic voice in the moment, and committed to refraining until I do, I am stifled, thus harm is not averted. ¬†I make an attempt or two to voice, but cannot find my reason.¬† It is hot inside my head.

There is a sword, Manjushri’s sword of wisdom, that slices both ways. If you wield it¬†to cut the head¬†from someone’s¬† illusion,¬† be¬†prepared to have the head cut off¬†¬†your own.¬† Separation between the two of you is the illusion; the sword’s cut¬†dispels the illusion of duality.¬† Accuracy is required with a sword.

In the aftermath, compassion,  and mindfulness of the breeze, the orange sunset, the tiredness in my body Рgratitude and another turn on the wheel of dharma.

You know the times I love? They are the times, with loved ones,¬†when we put¬†aside our fear together – it¬†¬†feels so playful.¬† Really, fear and play don’t happen so well together, do they?¬† They are not fair to one another.¬† Fear will always extinguish play, and play will do the same to fear.¬† But fear, wow, what a powerful influence.¬† And play, well, it takes a lot of heart.