February Update - Dragons, Whales and Hungry Moons!
From Erika Burkhalte’s Hungry Moon
”A slip of song, a breath of ice,
an echo of an owl’s discourse
on the full moon rising.
A silvered pine, spattered stardust
against an inky sky — I wonder
who the owl calls for
on this Snow Moon Night.”
See below for the rest of the poem
Contents
Online Yoga continues
February Wed and Sat Ams; Discount for Newbies!
- One 2 One monthly private sessions
- Yoga Salon DEEP YOGA - Online Program
1/2023 PPPPsoas Weekend Recordings Available
In Person Yoga:
3/2, 12-2.30pm Feet as Foundation and Source, Ukiah
3/23, 12-2pm Celebrating Spring Equinox, SoBo
Retreats 2024
Gray Bear Retreat 4/25-5/2, 2024
Discount rate ends in Feb
Summer Solstice at Bell Valley, CA 6/17 - 21, 2024
1 space left!; Full fee due by 2/1 or late fee applies
Spanish Spa Retreat 9/15-21, 2024 - Info by 2/8
Below a free Tonglen meditation, a free Piriformis class,
DEEP Yoga Last Call, some interesting links, and the rest of the poem….
LAST CALL! Lower fee applies until 1/29/24
February is always an intriguing and challenging month….Colder weather, January’s hype around resolution and the holiday season a little more muted, and although spring is a ways off, there is just that hint in the air that the light is truly returning. And this month we have the Chinese New Year Wood Dragon to inspire us!
For inspiration (and information) I include below a recent article which explores a more positive take on stopping climate change, and another link to a panel discussion among Buddhists regarding the Burmese war. We hear little about this situation, and although it is considered one of the most destructive of current wars, it has an extraordinary resistance movement.
Article: https://www.theguardian.com/environment/2024/jan/02/hannah-ritchie-not-the-end-of-the-world-extract-climate-crisis
Audio: The Heart of Burmese Buddhism Under Threat - https://www.audiodharma.org/talks/19643
Enjoy your snow, hungry full moon tonight and let our dragons keep us warm and magically inclined!
luv
M
From Erika Burkhalte’s Hungry Moon
….. Beneath the wind-dried
skin of winter, something skitters,
thinks it’s safe.
But those talons, sharp,
they prick the flesh,
a delicate kill
of a momentary nature.
The owl, she eats tonight,
under the watchful eye
of the Hunger Moon.
One less soul goes hungry.
And I am left to ponder
the vacuous nature
of spirit, bone, and time.