On Death - Pt 1

I will always remember the first time I came face to face with my own mortality.  Jo and I had trekked to the bland suburb of Box Hill to get the results of my pre-surgery C/T scan.  The surgeon could barely look me in the eye as he told me the scan had detected a growth in my lung, and my cancer was now inoperable.  I asked if there was any way we could check the results.

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Where Are My Yoga Podcasts At?

I’m not sure if I’ve mentioned it before, but I’m a bit of an information junkie.  I have what I like to call “mini obsessions” about a particular topic, and when I’m invested, I like to learn as much about this topic as I can. My latest mini obsession, Yoga, has become more of a “maxi obsession” (which has sprung up a few more mini obsessions of it's own) since I’ve begun my Yoga Teacher Training, and I’ve scoured the...

Feeling into the Center Line

Often when I meditate, I try to “feel into my centerline.”  By this I mean I try to observe any sensations in the front of my body, from my genitals up into my throat.  Some people believe this is where we store a lot of our emotions, and I agree.  When I get to my stomach area (or rather where my stomach used to be), I feel tightness, hollowness, stuckness.  Emotions come up - feelings of guilt and anxiety.

"Spiritual Teaching"

I recently saw this skit by the hilarious comedy duo The Bondi Hipsters, with their acerbic take on spirituality and meditation (Warning, some of the language and content is NSFW).  I was particularly moved by the last shot on so called “spiritual teachers”:

Living Without a Stomach

My diet wasn’t the worst in the world, but it wasn’t the best either. My parents weren’t much for cooking, and dinner was usually meat and three veg - mashed potatoes and peas and beans with any semblance of nutritional value or flavour boiled away. In addition, I always remember a bottle of coca-cola in the fridge, and ice cream in the freezer.

Yoga Teacher Training Begins

Last weekend I started my first weekend of yoga teacher training. It’s divided into 10 weekend sessions over the course of a year, with assignments and personal yoga practice making up the rest. After 2 days of getting up at 6am and attending 8 hours of lectures each day I was exhausted, but exhilarated at the same time. It was an intensive on the cardiovascular system, working with children and teenagers, backbends, and the anatomy of the neck, chest and shoulders.

The Neuroscience of Meditation

I've just watched this presentation from the last Consciousness Hackers meetup in San Francisco. It gets a bit technical, but there are also a couple of really powerful meditations in there. I urge you to fire it up and close your other browser tabs for the hour it takes to watch it!