Yoga

Wednesday, March 29, 2023

 It has been a long time since I wrote. I do not have words to describe much of my experience since December 27,2021. I lost my beloved partner, best freind, homemate. In the grief and the initial shock I existed in a kind of limbo. The perception of time was gone. It was not real; I believed he would come back. Odd perceptions were frequent. I was tired, I was sleep deprived. I had several irrational ideas based in old loss and fear. I would spiral out from reality and think crazy thoughts. Moments of feeling happy were amplified to manic moments of euphoria, followed by shame or guilt for being happy. There are days where I did not eat or wash; nights where I could not sleep. My health suffered.

I understood this was part of grief. Nothing prepared me for this loss. I was a mess in every way and yet friends and family stood by me. I had to decide and keep deciding; I want to Live. I cried and kept repeating, I want to live. I had to pay attention to eat and sleep each day and stay connected with people.

My sister, who undrestands this kind of grief said to block out 12 hours to get 8 hours of rest, which worked. I had to accept days where I would do hardly a thing, if I ate and slept that was enough. If I connected with  loved ones I'd be doing my best. Then there were days I was panicky, an adrenal draining state; being busy, checking things of the to-do lists, pacing, obsessive cleaning. These days happend less and less.

Tears come from gratitude and grief; connecting to people especially who knew us both bring tears of gratitude. I am forever grateful to friends and family who continue to reach towards me even when I am at my worst.

I have tried things; some did not work but I learned from then. I pray I keep trying new things becaue that is when we are most alive, when we are curious and flexible.

I pray I continue to move towards connection with people. Because it is connections to other people and our earth that hold the essence of life. Everything else is, in the end, irrelevant.

Each step towards building my life without him, I face the pain of losing him, the permanence of his absence, simultaneously I am forever grateful to have been with him. Every day, I think of him with my heart full of gratitude.  There is always mystery, and the opportunity to find peace within vast mystery. I am still in relationship with him, it has changed, it is not material, not physical.

I have begun to live with the grief, continuing my life. The world is messy and grey areas surround us, yet it is a beautiful world.

I have gone out of my comfort zone frequently to be with and connect with people, sometimes it is by phone or zoom. Phone calls and video meetings make it possible to deepen our connections even across the globe. It has been scary to reach out and some people you must reach out to more than others. It is effort, even work, but it is so worthwhile.

Love and connection and interaction with more people is one way we can all make the world better. It is hard, often frightening to change our habits, but courage is not the absence of fear, it is going on despite the fear.

All that matters is connection, (kind and loving) connection.

Smile at people you come across today. Say thank you more, wish strangers a good day. Ask someone to go for a walk.

The small habits of connecting and kindness make the world safer for everyone. A particularly easy way is to notice parents struggles and acknowledge how hard parenting can be. I did this recently for an exhausted mom traveling with a toddler, the relief on her face was palpable.  She smiled and said it is also so worthwhile. She had smiles her little one. All I said is, “parenting can be so hard.” I realized I could show up and see her. I could make a positive difference. I did it again for another mom stuck at the airport due to long flight delay. These are small connections but they matter.

I had decided in the fall 2021 to leave social media for three reasons; to be present to relationships and life in the real world, and to not participate in surveillance economy (platforms whose algorithms feed hate and division and steal our attention, not to mention spined and false news. I left also because I do not wish to be marketed to constantly or buy into the outrageous consumerism rampant in society today.

Take care, Chris aka Cricket

Thursday, February 24, 2022

February 2022

 

Grief and Grieving

Dear Yoga Friends,

I will continue taking a break from teaching the zoom classes until further notice.

My beloved Steve passed away suddenly on Monday, December 27th in the afternoon. Obviously, I will be taking a break from teaching until further Notice.

The love of family and friends surround me. We are grieving together. I am sharing, again, some *words of the wise South American Shaman, Martin Prechtel whose talks and writings have brought me comfort.

“The ability to weep is a gift. Laughter and weeping are relatives.   Praise and grief live in the same house, sleep in the same bed. Weeping is not depression, not sadness…it is lack of grieving. Tears loosen medicine…Therefore we feel so alive when grief is done…done properly…there is not a right way, but…you look a mess when you are done and feel so alive~!  Grief brings you back to life. Grief is a form of praise of life, the gift of being alive.”

He talked about how important it is to praise young people, all their ideas,” praise them well, all the time, listen to them and teach them how to grieve properly.  Let them see you grieve so they will know how…. The “tough” youth play out our illness, for us to see- they act flat- like they feel nothing…. flat.” (He tells a funny story in the talk)

 “When something dies it is important to grieve, or it is as if it was never alive. You cannot deal with it yourself; it takes a community…To grieve properly takes a lot of people, hundreds of people…  Praise is better that way too.”  

“When the tears roll you have to listen to the person. Nothing to solve… they are in that place, listen to them, let it rock. Same with happiness… let it roll… Grief makes people care for each other…We love expression in the village, the people watch out for you. People praise and grieve in such a way that the village holds them up while they do it”.  ~Martin Prechtel

He has talks on-line   Grief and Praise 

In these talks there is a prayer he spoke in native language, then in English. Here is a prayer he spoke in native language, then in English, then explained it is meaning

Long Line, Honey in the Heart, tears of Gods, white roads, paved with the eyebrows of the moon, which is sea foam, all color roads, which are paved with abundance from the tail of the morning star, which is the deer.    No evils, thirteen thank-you(s).

Steve has been and will always be honey in my heart, even though he is not with me physically and I feel broken now. The connections to him and all my relations are the honey in my heart.

Peace, love and appreciation, Chris

* Quotes are only excerpts and paraphrased here.

Friday, September 10, 2021

Late summer Fall 2021

Dear Yoga Friends,

May you know peace throughout your days. May you feel connected to people and all beings. May you be in awe of the beauty of the earth and the universe. May your practice be healing.

I was hoping to offer in-person classes and workshops this month and next month. Yet here we are wearing masks again and the covid variants on the rise.

This has been a challenging time. The contact I have had with students and my teachers over Zoom has been a wonderful contradiction to the isolation and discouragement that has come up during Covid.  The walks and small workshops were extra sweet. We'll see how things look for October to meet in-person again.

I will be taking some time off in September, from the 17th to the 27th, so there will not be zoom classes (substitute teachers at the climbing gym).

I will begin offering Yin Yoga at the climbing gym October 1st. Wednesdays 5:30pm North,

I have so much gratitude for the students who have continued to join classes on Zoom. We have been a small group, but a solid and committed group. It has meant so much for me to continue teaching, and to be with you.

I am also super grateful to Stone Age Climbing Gym for support to continue as a paid teacher on zoom and in-person, it is an honor to be part of this warm, inspiring community.

I am deeply grateful to Johanna Darlington and David Garrigues for their virtual classes and offerings during this time.

Peace, Chris aka Cricket

Rooftop Patio Classes Stone Age Climbing Gym 2021

ahh Savasana

Peace, Chris aka Cricket

Wednesday, June 30, 2021

 Dear Yoga Friends,

Make your practice enjoyable!   It should not feel like a chore but a wonderful experience for you!    Adorn your practice spot with flowers, light a candle or move your practice outdoors on a nice day and listen to the birds.

As promised, I am sharing the two chants with you.    I hope you enjoy them.    I often do chanting,  these two below and the yoga sutras of Patanjali, sometimes attending Kirtans. Devotional chants are wondrous especially in groups where voices join together.

Chanting has been refreshing to my practice. Chanting is uplifting and centering. It requires focus and like in the practice of asana and pranayama, is full of subtleties!

Peace, Chris

www.happymountainyoga.com 

Tuesday, April 13, 2021

April 2021 Happy Mountain Yoga

Dear Yoga Friends, 

May you Be healthy, happy and know peace. 

I imagine you all enjoying spring and I am anxiously looking forward to when we meet in person.

Rooftop patio yoga at StoneAgeClimbingGym has been great fun, even masked and on some cold or windy evenings and a hot sunny noon class! It’s time for sunscreen! 

The class schedule will remain the same through April. 
 Class details and links on schedule page from menu. 

April Special Classes!!!

 Wednesdays, 3:00 – 4:30pm 
 April 14th, Standing balance & Happy feet!
 April 21st, Short flow and Pranayama
 April 28th, Back-bending (all levels) & Yoga Nidra 

Peace, Christina





Saturday, January 2, 2021

New Year 2021

 I wish you all peace, wellness and happiness.

If you are grieving, I wish you comfort.  A dear friend and my dear niece passed away during this 9 months. I am experiencing  grief.
 I don’t expect or want to rush the grief, to “move on”.  I am honoring it as a process.  The waves of sadness and tears are a way they live in my heart. The memories I cherish bring joy though often mixed with the tears.
I am grateful to have friends who I can cry with and who show me their tears. who listen and who share their grief, sadness, fears, worries and  laughter.
If you are grieving you might find great comfort in the quotes, talks and books I share in this blog Honoring our grief
Last March when everything shut down I never imagined, nine months later, we’d still be staying home, wearing masks going out only for essential errands.
It has been easy to feel alone during Covid restrictions. For me alone is a familiar state, from times when I was young. It has taken most of my life to accept help and support when times are hard.  I wouldn’t seek support because of that false belief that I’m alone, that I must do everything on my own, pull myself up by my own bootstraps. That is BS! That belief can lead to real isolation.
 As human beings we want connection and closeness, it is worth taking risks and putting ourselves out there  again and again. The reality is we have People. We interconnected. Keep nourishing friendships and making new friends.
  I have grown closer to some friends and family during this time, even across physical distance!
Covid time has been an introspective for me. I have been exploring the roots of  irrational beliefs that are rooted in my past hurts. Hurts that are rooted or amplified because of young people’s oppression, sexism, and classism. These oppressions as well as racism, and antisemitism are passed down through generations and are systemic in this USA culture and institutions. And these perpetuate isolation.
Yet I believe Humanity can do the inner and outer work to evolve toward a fair and just society for everyone. I am committed to this work, it is YOGA off the mat 
 Those of you who I’ve seen on Zoom and at physical distance for sharing yoga have been wonderful! If you haven’t come back in awhile You are welcome to join. The Zoom classes are small anywhere from 1-6 people. They are still donation based.
 I’m here and happy to meet you, from the comfort of our own homes for now.
Peace, Christina

Class schedule can be found at https://happymountainyoga.com/

Honoring our Grief

 Dear Yoga Friends,

As the year 2020 comes to an end we may be thinking of loved ones lost this year or years ago.
I recently, again  listened to these talks, Grief and Praise by a South American Shaman, Martin Prechtel.  His way of speaking is humble and funny. His book, The Smell of Rain on Dust, is an exquisite, and comforting read about life and grief. 
 I hope some of you listen and savor this as much as I do, read his book or at least read  notes here.  He reminded me of the medicine of tears (and laughter). I am paraphrasing some of his talk here…
“The ability to weep is a gift. Laughter and weeping are relatives.   Praise and grief live in the same house, sleep in the same bed. Weeping is not depression, not sadness… it is lack of grieving. Tears loosen  medicine… This is why we feel so alive when grief is done… done properly…there is not a right way, but…  you look a mess when you’re done and feel so alive!  Grief brings you back to life. Grief is a form of praise of life, the gift of being alive.”
He talked about how important it is to praise young people, all their ideas,” praise them well, all the time, listen to them and teach them how to grieve properly.  Let then see you grieve so they will know how…  The ”tough” youth play out our illness, for us to see- they act flat- like they feel nothing… flat.” (he tells a sweet, funny story in the talk)
 When something dies it is important to grieve, or it is as if it was never alive. You can’t deal with it yourself; it takes a community… To grieve properly takes a lot of people, hundreds of people…  Praise is better that way too.
“When the tears roll you have to listen to the person. Nothing to solve… they are in that place, listen to them, let it rock.. Same with happiness… let it roll… Grief makes people care for each other…We love expression in the village, the people watch out for you. People praise and grieve in such a way that the village holds them up while they do it”.  
Here is a prayer he spoke in native language, then in English, then explained it’s meaning Long Line, Honey in the Heart,
tears of Gods, white roads,
paved with the eyebrows of the moon, which is sea foam                            
all color roads, which are paved with abundance
from the tail of the morning star,  
 which is the deer.    No evils, thirteen thank-you(s).
Listen to the three gracious talks at  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h6h3JNOCTYc
Namaste,   Christina