Caucassian dances group is one of the most spectacular dances of Anatolia. As many ethnic group, Caucasian people live and keep their original culture in harmony with all Anatolia. Caucassian dances group is one of the most spectacular dances of Anatolia.  As many ethnic group, Caucasian people live and keep their original culture in harmony with all Anatolia.
For many years, I searched to be a better person, to become wiser, and to learn how to live a full and productive life, and to be admired.
As I was leaving the workshop, a young woman came up to me and asked me to share what meditation had meant in my life. When he turns, his familiar face and eyes are beaming toward me as he explains that he is looking for the rock we used in meditation the last time we visited the creek. At first, the feeling is a bit overwhelming and tears flow as I remember Nepo’s request to include looking at the lighted candle as part of my meditation. It is good to remember the joy of him running across the yard, small frog in hand and joy in his face, panting as he recalls how challenging it was for him to catch it. Recently I’ve been seeing growing older as a limitation; an ache here, a gray hair there, a bit of fatigue at the end of the day, a need for a short rest more often, a wrinkle on the back of my hand, a need for glasses more often.
As the cherry blossom, I stand in the glow of the sun knowing that I add beauty and wonder to the earth and to its inhabitants. Mark Nepo in his book, The Awakening, asked the questions: How am I different from others and how am I the same. Each of us experiences death of our physical body, each of us grows physically from birth to death, each of us is capable of thought, each of us experiences the pain of physical life and the joys.
Two days ago, a new friend suggested he would like to go biking with my group, but his bike needed repairing.
We shared how important it is to avoid fearful story-telling about what is happening and to simply deal with what is happening right now in the present moment. Many emotions were resident in my body; the state of love and the state of fear fought for domination.
He is one of the most outstanding teachers I have ever met, who introduced me to the fabulous world of meditation and a breathtaking discovery of my inner self.
It is a dark starless night, the rain slashes against the window, the winds howl with 50 miles an hour gusts. It is morning, a light rain continues, the winds are not as strong and yet the bamboo grove sways and sweeps the ground.
I felt reluctant, but I had had some physical limitations during the last year that had been difficult to accept and meditation had really supported my healing. When the time and move is right, something within my spirit will say, “Get crackin.” The patience to wait for that insight has come as a part of the growth I’ve found in this small blue house on top of a hill surrounded by mountains. If we examined each Life, it would not be what happens to us that would be different for pain and joy comes to everyone; it would be how we respond to what happens to us that has created our unique experience of our individual Life. To live well is to choose to grow into what we are most capable of being and be grateful for the uniqueness of the Life.
Two years ago it was refurbished with new tires, new horns on the handlebars, and had been given a good checkup so it could be used for riding with my new bike group.
The caller stated that hawks were circling and it wouldn’t be long before the rabbit could not be saved. It is challenging to accurately describe a sacred moment and the power it contains, so I’ll start slowly from the beginning. I can feel within me the need to know who is the night raider and how can I change what is happening in order to have my world be as I choose it to be. The birds are chirping in the trees, the squirrels are trying to get into the bird feeders, the breeze is moving the leaves, the raindrops are collecting on the deck, and the mountains stand observing it all. He was an accomplished pianist, but did not play often, because he felt he couldn’t play up to his earlier standards. They dance as a group, in couples or solo, As he offers you a seat, a tea, a warm and friendly welcome, Nurdogan Senguler turns his gaze from the walls of his studio to the dome of Hagia Sophia, to the Sea of Marmara.Light pours into the room, dances across the walls and reveals a large-framed picture of Hagia Sophia under the snow. Dziokonski, who was a Navy corpsman assigned to a Marine Corps rifle company in Vietnam and a recipient of two Purple Hearts and a Bronze Star with a Combat "V," considers himself a strong man, a self-described curmudgeon. As I compared the pictures of me as a child and me as a grown woman, I finally could see my own beauty and it made me laugh with joy.
Sometimes it is before an experience and during the experience the words start ringing in my ears.


His choices were courageous; his experiences were dramatic examples of how to live and not to live for those who watched his progress.
I’ve been living at least for the past few day in a story of my own making about what others want me to do, how they want me to live, or what they need from me. Recently a friend was talking about his experiences and how excited he was about his hopes and dreams for the future; I recognized them as both different and similar to my own. It isn’t dissatisfaction with what is; its more a wonderment of what other experiences and growth are possible for me.
He encourages me to ask myself how the things I’m seeing are different and how they are the same and listen to my heart speak.
As the child, as the mother, or as the cherry blossom, my purpose is simply to live my best life and to grow. This morning I read Tolle’s words I needed to hear: If you are not in the state of either acceptance, enjoyment, or enthusiasm, look closely and you will find that you are creating suffering for yourself and others. He seemed challenged both mentally and physically, and my reaction was to look away so that his mom would not feel I was staring at the young boy.
As she led us in meditation, I felt the deep pain of powerlessness again, and again I invited it to get as big as it could.
As we parted, I heard myself say to him, looks like you’re on it and I’m just standing beside it. In my view as I watch the water run over the rocks, he stands with his back to me looking into the creek. It is my full responsibility to live with presence and courage and to grow into the person I am called to be.
They are aware that the opportunity to connect must be given their full attention and they have learned how to do that. I hear from her there are five petals close together in almost a circle; and where the petals attach in the middle of the cherry blossom, it is a deeper shade of pink that grows almost to white at the petals’ edges. Since being human with the power of our minds to create stories around our experiences, it is often easier to live in an imaginary story of what happened and how we should react than to see that how we respond to an experience in this moment creates the suffering or not.
Growing and aging brought new “judgments” about equality and how to discover what equality really means—not to others, but to me. My friend had started them from her plants, and her husband had traveled along with her to deliver them to me and to share a few moments of time. It is a song of healing and caring for this person I am and the growing Being that awaits me with my next choice and adventure.
As my hair grows and the gray is more visible, I’m reminded of what a long and remarkably healthy life I have and the freedom that brings.
From the middle of the deep pink rise varying lengths of stamens with small orangey-pink, round fluffy dots at each of their tips.
There in the emails I read: We begin to find and become ourselves when we notice how we are already found, already truly, entirely, wildly, messily, marvelously who we were born to be.
Many rocks upon the ground were more visible to me than usual and I wanted to pick up all of them. Do this, don’t do that, go here, stay there, love this, mistrust that; the mind chatter is overwhelming in these moments. Her words say that the stamens are the pollen-bearing male part of this delicate precious flower. I’ve read, baked cookies, watched the birds out my window, slept late, meditated, done yoga, watched old movies, and just stayed in my home with just me. As more new-generation voters came to exercise their right to choose along with others that had been voting for a long time, it reminded me of how precious this right is to Americans. What I have never written about is how difficult and how painful it was to be the Mother of a dying son, and what Life was like for me when I could no longer touch his physical presence. Without judgment of how things should be, we can simply shine and bask in each other’s light. My mother says, behind the flower the great sun, which I feel on my face, casts a dark surrounding edge that make the blossom even more vivid and creates a shadow of the stamens on the petal itself. As a physical manifestation of a living Universe with unique skills, hopes, dreams, and personalities, how much healing we contribute is up to each of us for we have free will to choose what we will create. I’ve dressed to go biking and yet I stayed in the drama unfolding at the French Open as if it had some significance in my own life.


The silence of deep meditation, the practice to live in this moment, and the awareness that we are a part of something bigger than our physical being have supported me to accept and heal from the things I can not change. As we close our eyes and state our intentions for the week, I feel his love and send him mine. When I took it to be restored with new tires, etc., the repairman remarked on how well it was made and how unworn it appeared.
This deep presence and seeing of their combined lives bring a growing appreciation of connectedness. Since staying here on the deck doesn’t seem to be an option, I pull myself up, retrieve my camera (bent but not broken), and shuffle back to my room and sit silently on the bed.
Her voice falls upon my ears and her words become my thoughts, and I imagine with great specificity how the cherry blossom appears and admire its beauty. This cherry blossom is magnificent, and the glory of its connection to this growing child leaves me speechless and filled with awe for this blessed life.
Depending on where you stand, they are framed by the sky above, or the garden below, or by the giant stone arches of the porch. Clearly as the sun moved and warmed the pool, the light would grow and the shadowed frozen area of the pool would diminish.
Perhaps your thoughts are that your thoughts are true and you do not question further how best to live your Life with yourself or in relationship to others. Earlier that day, a dog had stumbled upon a hornet’s nest and had been stung badly, and a staff member went looking for the nest to eliminate it so humans could walk the path without being stung. Meditation had supported me in staying centered enough to love my daughter and her family, support my partner’s interests, hold a demanding job, and attempt to just enjoy and learn about my life. I am now a Yoga teacher and am able to express myself in ways that bring tremendous satisfaction and joy in my life, as I see my students benefit from what I offer.Looking back upon the time before these changes occurred in my life, I see how beautifully and gently, Behram led me out of the dark prison of a suffocating lifestyle, into the brilliance of living life to the fullest, in dedicated service to others. I chose only to stand and watch with sadness and curiosity as this unusual sighting in nature played out. However, life had other plans for me as I ended up at the Nembutsu Centre, instead, situated in a lovely apple orchard on the outskirts of town. You also learn how to keep meditating when your routine changes (such as when you have guests or when you travel) and what to do if you stop meditating and how to return to it. Take-home support materials are included with each session.
Until that fateful day when I met Behram, I thought I knew all about life and how it is to be lived.
No books are required to read, although there are many wonderful books on meditation which I recommend (see my suggested reading list at right).
What started as a private art gallery now offers an introduction to the whirling dervish ceremony and the Sufi community in Turkey as well as courses in painting, henna, paper-marbling and calligraphy (along with a permanent exhibition of paintings, statuettes and art at the Sultanahmet address). I found out later that the other students too experience the same relevance and intimacy with the way he presents the teachings.I stayed on at the Centre for three months because I knew there was much more to be discovered about myself and the world I lived in. I would definitely have stayed on much longer, but the centre was closing for winter and I had to move on, to practice what I had joyfully learned in those magical three months at NC, which was situated in the midst of the beautiful and fascinating Himalayan ranges.It is clear to me that Behram understands the subtle intricacies of life as I observe his behavior through his speech and his actions, which is a rare thing indeed. She is also working with Worcester State University to study the effect of the Yoga Warrior program on military students at the university. Each week in this workshop you will learn at least two approaches to meditation and mindfulness, including the classic techniques of conscious breathing and chanting. The course is meant to be friendly, open and useful to people of any faith.  People want to learn meditation for different, not necessarily spiritual, reasons. The real work happens outside of class.•    I don’t have a lot of time to devote to meditation. This is because meditation tends to increases your ability to focus, to live and work with more clarity and efficiency.
You will enjoy the most benefits from meditation when you practice it regularly and frequently.




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