CONNECTING HEAVEN AND EARTH

 

 

VOYAGE CHICAGO

 

 

IT'S NOT

 

“It's not what you get.  It's what you keep that really matters.

It's not so much what you do.  It's how you do it, that’s gonna make ALL the difference in the world.”  -  Tom Purvis of RTS (Resistance Training Specialist)

 

USING FINGERS TO EAT

 

I was born in the Philippines and people there eat with their hands (use their fingers) often.  My aunt, who lived with us in Chicago, used her hands at home to eat all-the-time.  

I eat with my fingers sometimes.  I love it. 

So when I was in India in 2014, using my hands to eat felt freeing.  

It felt home, or complete when eating with my fingers.  

In India, they talk about PRANA.  Life Force.

They compare eating with utensils (which doesn’t have Prana or Life) versus eating with your hands (which have Prana or Life).  Food coming from something that has Prana as opposed to food coming from something with NO Prana.

Scientifically, here are some benefits of eating food with our own hands:

1. Hands touching food will give strength to the body and mind (where millions of nerves send the signal to the brain.

2. When we touch the food with our fingers, brain signals the stomach so that proper digestive juices and enzymes are produced.

3. It ensures mindfulness and greater concentration. 

4. Metal reacts with oil and food looses its taste. 

5. When you mix food with our fingers, that ensures proper blood circulation.

6. The moment our fingers touch the lips, it produces saliva in the mouth.

7. Each finger in the hand has different characteristics:

Thumb: represents fire

Index Finger: air

Middle finger : Space (sky)

Ring finger : Earth

Small finger : water

When these fingers touch our food, LIFE forces will be activated in the body.

Happy Eating!

 

ALIVE

 

I got stuck several times in the snow today.  

I now drive a little SUV, since my Chevrolet Volt had a habit of getting stuck at parking spaces during wintertime.

The first time I got stuck was in the Very beginning of a left turn into a wide street, perpendicular to a very busy road.  I was coming out of a big parking lot of a major fitness chain.  I say all this because it was completely unexpected.  It was already 10 in the morning, but, I suppose, the plow trucks hadn’t gotten to it yet.  

It was a good thing that there were no cars around me.  That most people had stayed home that morning.  It took a few tries, but I didn’t have to get out of my car to get unstuck.  

I then stopped at a store.  It was tough choosing a parking space since the plow trucks had, again, not gotten to that area yet.  

I wasn’t in the store for more than 10 minutes.  I then got stuck finding my way out of there.  I thought I could wiggle my way out, but to no avail.  I got out of my car to free up my tires.  I noticed a plow truck nearby and he came towards me.  He informed me that he would plow a path in front of my car so I can drive forward.  After a few tries, I went on.  

Then on that same parking property, while making a right turn at the light, I was, once again, stuck.   It took a few tries to get going.  A few was about seven tries.  

The consolation prize to being stuck is that, we have no choice but to drive oh-so-carefully: We become very giving drivers.  

Being in the middle of a snow storm, especially while stuck, and no choice but to stay put, is serene.

I became present.  ALIVE.

 

OLDEST YOGA INSTRUCTOR IN ACTION

 

 

ACCEPTANCE IS THE KEY

 

One of my students in India sent me this, though we don’t know who penned it:

“When we don't accept an Undesired event, it becomes Anger; when we Accept it, it becomes Tolerance.

When we don't accept Uncertainty, it becomes Fear; when we accept it, it becomes Adventure.

When we don't accept other's Bad behavior towards us, it becomes Hatred; when we accept it, it becomes Forgiveness.

When we don't accept other's Success, it becomes Jealousy; when we accept it, it becomes Inspiration.

Acceptance is the key to handling life well.”

 

SNOWFALL

 

Maybe I should be talking about the snow fall in Illinois.  How terrible it was to be right in the middle of it — driving.  

Yesterday, I was 25 minutes late for a 50-minute yoga class.  A drive which usually takes a half an hour, took me an hour and a half.  The other colleges all around the area closed early, but not mine. 

At 5 this morning, while driving to my first class, I thought the snow would have been all cleared away, but it was not.  I think the temperature outside was too cold to be efficient. 

But I love Chicago winters.  I do!  They are serene.  It makes life interesting.  And snow… is just so beautiful when fresh.  

Yes it’s dangerous in more ways than one.  But it’s also nurturing.

Yes it’s bothersome.  But it also saves lives.

Yes it adds the work of scraping car windshields.  But it also adds the color of purity in the eyes of the beholder.

Yes it’s freezing.  But it also makes summertime, spring, and fall, that much more appreciated.

Yes it’s frightening.  But it’s also HOME.

 

 

FOR $9.99

 

I was telling my retired yoga students today how I’d been freezing all morning.  How the rooms I had been teaching in were freezing (including the current one), and that it had gotten me internally cold.  

A student who comes only once in a while replied, “You need a bed buddy!” 

Oh dear! 

I figured he was joking because he’s been such a respectable person and student in the past that I didn’t, AT ALL, take it the wrong way.  No, not from him. 

I answered, “Yea that’s not hard these days.”

I was thinking of how internet dating has made it so easy for men (and women) to date (therefore sleep around). 

Then we (the rest of the students and I), soon realized, he was talking about the “Bed Buddy Body Wrap” that you can purchase from a local store for $9.99.  This student (who I appreciate even more after this incident / mishap) who is well in his 70’s and suffers from much physical pain, began to describe it… and how it makes his hips “feel so much better”.  

Oh, I just had to act like I knew what he was talking about all that time.  I think we all did.

 

ANULOMA VILOMA BREATHING