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Morning Practice

Tuesday, April 01, 2014

I took my first breath for the sound of Om. I hit something hard in my belly - Manipura. I have been moving forward steadily for almost 4 years ... longer actually. I came to a point and had to leave everything I knew or thought I knew and step onto a new path. I always have my eyes open for what lies in front of me. I try to be open to the glistening path. The path that is calling me and forces me to do my work. These past few years have been a mixture of surrender, my strong sense of will, my mind trying so hard to be in charge and my heart winning. I find myself now at a new place. 
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Once Upon a Turban

Tuesday, July 30, 2013

It's odd really, how after living in Los Angeles for 13 years that I never developed a yoga practice.  I realize now, the opportunities that were missed.  The amazing studios that were once in my back pocket or an hour-drive-with-traffic-back-pocket.  Around my last year prior to an adventurous move to Connecticut, I took my very first yoga class.  My friend suggested we take a series.  I laugh at it all now.  No, I wasn't going to check out the water temperature by toe dip-age into a single drop in class:  My plan was to commit to two classes twice a week for 6 weeks.  The series was Kundalini. 
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Brock Cahill's Environmental Project - The NEW Gulf War Operation: Start with the Turtles, Stop the spill.

Thursday, July 01, 2010

Daphne and Tom know we are all sickened and saddened by the current oil spill crisis in the gulf. As a result, we are so inspired by our great friend and Sanctuary guest teacher Brock Cahill’s bold plan of action for saving Sea Turtles who migrate right through the spill site from Louisiana to Mexico. It is a great endeavor and as the ASPCA says, "We are their voice."


Here is Brock's Manifesto

“My name is Brock Cahill. i am an avid lover of the sea and all its creatures. i must admit, i do have a special and fond affinity for sea turtles. they are such beautiful, serene, and graceful animals. if you have ever swam with one, you know what chillers they are.

The unfortunate truth is that many species of sea turtles are endangered. their numbers have dwindled tremendously over the last century, but most especially in the last 50 years. one of our lil buddies in the most grave of danger is the kemp’s ridley turtle. in 1947 40,000 ridley nests were counted on a single beach in mexico. by 1985 the number of nests had dwindled to less than 200. more recently the number of nesting females has climbed back upward toward 6000. great news! but a long way from a full recovery.

Enter bp and the deepwater horizon oil spill… so far the turtle death toll has reached 407, and that is just the corpses that have washed up on the beaches. this is a massive percent of the population. the kemp’s ridleys follow their annual migration to the same beach in mexico every year. guess what, it leads directly past the deepwater horizon site. many lil dudes are getting caught in the oil as they come up to surface for breath. once fouled by the oil they cant swim and are trapped. bp is now towing collection booms behind fishing trawlers to wrangle oil on the surface, and once collected, burn the oil to get rid of it. i wonder what else they are burning in that mass of collected oil? …OH… you got it. juvenile kemp’s ridley turtles, amongst a plethora of other sea creatures, including pelicans and other sea birds, fish and anything that gets fouled on the surface of the oil. burning them alive! here is the kicker… it is in bp’s best financial interest to burn the evidence, as there is a mandatory fine of up to $50,000 that they will be liable for, for every turtle killed. there have been a few organizations out in the water trying to make rescues for these turtles, and bp will not let them near where they need to go. they have had some successes on the periphery of the spill, reaching some of the turtles and getting them cleaned transported back to the audubon aquarium in new orleans and nursed back toward health. but of course no one is being allowed near the collection booms, or the burns! hmm. wonder why..? this is not okay with me. not for a single frickin second! this is when my mission became clear. i simply can not sit by and watch this happen. im not the kind of guy that is going to let bp get away with this, at least not without having a severe problem with me.

My plan is to head down to louisiana, get a boat, and get to work saving turtles. i am a strong individual, both in will, and physical nature, and i tend not to let impossible obstacles stay in my path. my work ethic helps me turn impossibilities into mere challenges. i am not afraid of hard work, my only fears lie in letting this go down without a fight; without standing up for what is right. we cant go down like this. oh man, the gulf, my beloved caribbean, the entire ocean..? the integrity of our humanity, as well as our planet and home depend on our action now, more than ever. of course my mission is to save the turtles, but my real motivation lives in creating enough political outrage, enough social unrest, that we as a public, force the government into action. i cant sit around and talk about it. i’m hoping this story, and my example will light a fire under the ass of the nation, and the world, to get this spill stopped now. it is so urgent, and i dont feel as though the magnitude of this urgency has been comprehended. there are ideas on how to fix this, to stop the leak, and i am hoping that we as a people will not rest until we have exhausted every single possibility and come up with a solution. i know at times it feels helpless, but we must keep it on the tip of our consciousness, keep talking about it, keep brainstorming, and finding things that we can do as individuals to point our energies in the right direction. to fight the good fight.

So… the details of my mission are, that i hope to travel to the gulf for one month, to see how much i can accomplish, and then reassess. to put the plan into action, my target is that i will need to raise about $75,000. this will include a minimal travel & living expense as well as charter for boat, captain and crew. no small chunk of change, especially when the outcome is so uncertain. but… if i can save 25 turtles, the price tag looks manageable at $3k per turtle saved! that might be optimistic, it might be easy. not sure, and really hard to say until i get down there. the reason for this is that no accurate or trustworthy information has been funneled back to our communities. thorough my network, and new social media, i know i can get information out to people, and i wont rest until i do, so folks can really see what is going on down there. as i said before, my hope is that this will ignite a whole new army of activism.

This is really a grass roots effort. i believe that our community can pull this off. it is massive, but we have to get involved. here is a good first step! please, pass this around, if you know of any organizations or individuals or businesses that may want to help with donations or grants, could you talk it up to them? i got 5 days to raise the dough. i know you want to help, so lets do it together. if you are a yoga studio, perhaps you could throw a fundraiser or something? is there a chance that some of the yoga community businesses might donate? if you are a yoga teacher you could ignite your communities and rally the troops! etc…”

get in touch with me if you have ideas: brock@gravitycowboy.com

I hope to leave on the 4th of July. that’s sunday. Time is of the essence!

Please help. please get involved. we all have our part to play in this revolution. find yours! and maybe help me with mine?

you may want to take a look at this video link. this is mike ellis. he is my boat captain, and we will make a difference.

 
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A Moment in Meditation

Friday, May 28, 2010

As I sat for early morning meditation led by my dear friend Shannon, I wasn't sure how easy it would be to sit.  The days before had been so full of intense work.  We were all swimming in the bliss of spending precious time with our teacher, taking time away from our daily lives, and playing in the vibrant city of San Francisco.  On the first day of the training, I had been overwhelmed with happiness at our deep friendship and the years we had all shared together.  We had been working very hard and long days had meant very little sleep for us all.  So, on this morning, I simply showed up.

Partially to be supportive and partially to be fully receptive, I positioned myself directly opposite Shannon.  I sat on a blanket and immediately felt comfortable.  It seemed strange to be so comfortable so early in the morning.  Without questioning, I settled in, placed my hands on my knees and closed my eyes.  I was in such a grounded state - being reconnected with my teacher, with people I loved, and feeling very full.  As I listened to her words something began to shift.  I noticed that I could no longer sense my arms or the connection of my hands to my knees.  Instead of being alarmed, I felt completely intrigued with the sensation.  I stayed with the steady rhythm of my breath and with Shannon's words.  At some point, we were sitting in silence.  I noticed that I had no sense of my body at all.  It was as if I was formless.  I felt a moment of panic and thought about opening my eyes to bring myself back.  I came back to my breath and decided to stay with it a bit longer.  The next few minutes were filled with curiosity and utter delight in the feeling of being something that wasn't defined by or confined by my body.  At once I felt the crown of my head as high as the ceiling - feeling unbelievably tall and at the same time incredibly small.  I felt completely free.  For a moment, I understood that I am not my body.  I am not my achievements.  I am not what others see.  I am not that.  

I began to hear Shannon's words again as she was guiding us back.  As I opened my eyes, I was reoriented into the room.  Here was my body, just as I had settled.  My legs had fallen asleep.   I reclined on my back and rested for a few minutes.  Feeling the sensation return to my legs and being fully aware of my body, I felt so grateful for the glimpse at something both inside and outside of myself.  It's so easy to get caught up in the external - how we see ourselves and how we want others to see us.  When we are quiet and still, those things become less important.  

Clarity comes at some of the most unexpected times and places.  I cherish those moments.   
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Sanctuary for Yoga Featured in Fitness Magazine

Friday, April 02, 2010

We are very excited to announce that Sanctuary for Yoga is featured in the April issue of Fitness Magazine as one of the top 20 fitness centers in the country!

Each year they poll fitness pros and their readers to determine the top fitness centers and gyms. This year, they expanded the category to include yoga studios and YOU wrote in about us! We are deeply grateful to you - to our incredible community of yoga students, yoga teachers and friends who make Sanctuary for Yoga the fullest experience we could ever imagine - sometimes even beyond our imagination. Thank you!

Fitness Magazine's
The Best Gyms in America
Top 20 Places to Exercise
 
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