A Moment in Time

While in Pune, 2019, I attended a Sunday morning “Learning the yoga sutras with clarity and rigour” group with Prashantji. Because Srineet was delayed in traffic, Prashantji changed the topic and spoke about the present moment. He spoke about how the past brings regrets, the future brings anxiety and while the present moment is now, it is gone the very next moment.

This came to me so vividly today during my morning sadhana. Are you able to sit quietly long enough to witness that moment in time between the past and future where you truly get a glimpse of yourself?

Gitte Bechsgaard has shared many times Mantriji’s quote: “You aren’t who you think you are.” A visit to that moment in time that is neither the past nor the future can unlock that door and bring clarity to the moment.


Last week I visited Robb, Alo and Kando in the Bay Area. As I was sitting on the floor next to the heater (where I parked myself much of the time), Kando plopped down in front of me with his feet like this. In Light on Yoga, Guruji shows this as the first (easy) stage of Virasana (plate 85). Perhaps a yogi in the making!

Virasana, easy stage

I hadn’t seen the boys in person for a very long time. Because of the rain, we spent most of the time inside playing games with a couple walks squeezed in when the rain stopped. I had a great time with them!

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Spring has sprung

Hello friends and family. I thought I’d post an update on one of our favorite past times. For several years we’ve been keeping an eye on the Birdcam aimed at the dove nest we have hanging just outside our laundry room door and window. Bruce built this beautiful bird nursery that the doves have used many times. Last year we probably had 5 separate nestings, all successful except one little chick that didn’t make it.

Doves lay two eggs, one day apart. The first egg is left in the nest unattended until the second egg is laid so the babies mature equally. Then the mother dove sits on the eggs from late afternoon to early morning when the father dove relieves her and sits on the eggs during the day. Incubation period is approximately 14-16 days.

April 8 morning – The mother dove and two eggs sit waiting for the father dove to come and take his scheduled daytime duty. These eggs were laid March 29.

This Monday (4/12) at approximately 6:30am – A peek of the first hatchling. This little one didn’t wait to get started feeding. (Video)

We have often wondered what happens to the egg shells after the babies hatch because there is no sign of egg shells anywhere in the nest. That question was answered in the following video when hatchling #2 poked its curious head out of its shell. The parent dove didn’t waste any time cleaning house. This video is a bit longer, slightly over 2 minutes, but it’s worth watching. Pardon the early morning local news radio background noise. (Video)

Aren’t they cute??

This morning, a peek at one baby dove sitting in front of its father. This is a rare sighting of a baby dove only 2 days old. The parents normally sit and protect them until they get too big and/or active. This is a wide angle camera so the photos are just a bit distorted.

Then a photo I took this afternoon of both parents at the nest.


An update on my mom – I would say she’s as fully recovered as she’s going to be after she fell and broke her hip a week before Christmas. She had a partial hip replacement and spent almost a week in the hospital (covid style – no visitors) and then a little over a month in a skilled nursing facility (we were allowed to visit her there a couple times, outside in the patio). Because she was in skilled nursing, she managed to be among the first in San Diego to get fully vaccinated. She’s been home about two and a half months, has completed all her in-home medical care and she’s doing very well. I get her out to walk around the block (on the flat side of the hill) almost every day which amounts to about a 20 minute walk, and I’m also doing some physical therapy with her which she calls “yoga.”

We had two small family gatherings for her 93rd birthday, April 2 at her house and the next evening we took her to Miguel’s on Shelter Island. We had fun with Jamie & Bobby who flew down from Idaho and Robb & the boys who drove down and surprised her.


We hadn’t seen Robb and the boys in over a year! Zoom has been great though, as we’re able to talk face to face almost every other Friday.


Ron and the kids missed the festivities because they had previous plans for Spring Break to go to Catalina Island for half the week where they got to go on a helicopter ride.


I apologize for the long delay in posting. Even though life has gotten much more simple for me, I am still very busy. I can’t make any promises, but I’ll try to be more regular in my posts.

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All I want for Christmas is my two front teeth

Today I had the pleasure of pulling out one of Maya’s front teeth. Correction … it was her only front tooth. She lost her other one a couple days ago. This poor tooth was hanging by a thread. So I did what anyone would do. I offered her an apple. She took me up on the offer, but she made me cut it in small pieces for her.

Bruce found a YouTube video with a variety of inventive ways one could have their front tooth removed, all of which involved a piece of string. One had the other end tied to a rocket that blasted up. A dad tied the other end to a ball and when the girl threw the ball the tooth went with it. A sibling rode a bike away holding the piece of string – tooth gone! Another tied the string to a ball and hit the ball with a bat. One kid pulled his own tooth out by shooting a Nurf arrow with the string attached. The amazing thing about all these “tricks” is that none of the kids cried. In fact, all of them were willing participants and were ecstatic, jumping for joy when they realized their trick worked.

Not surprising, Maya wasn’t going for any of those ideas. It took me two hours to convince her it was time for the tooth to come out and that I was the right person to do it. She was ready, then she wasn’t, then she was ready, then she wasn’t. This went on, as I said, for two hours.

It wasn’t very creative, but the time came when Maya opened her mouth, let me put my fingers in there and I yanked that puppy right out of there!

Oh happy day!

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At the age of Medicare and just months away from receiving Social Security, I’ve found that I’m a rarity. I’ve never taken any computer classes but somehow through the years I’ve taught myself a wealth of information to get by using this electronic piece of equipment I’m sitting in front of right now.

Like many others my age, throughout my “working” life I was taken on a journey of the early Selectric typewriter, carbon paper, whiteout and those small white out sheets. Then came the Selectric typewriter that actually had a button to back up and whiteout a typo.

One day circa 1985, when working in the La Jolla office of one of the two largest law firms in San Diego as receptionist, legal secretary, mail girl, coffee girl and whatever else was asked of me, I was the only person in the office awarded a computer. Typical of today’s electronics, this computer came with no instructions.

Finding the on/off button was easy. But trying to get all my work done while also searching and finding the earliest version of Word Perfect on a device I was unfamiliar with, figuring out how to use it and then how to print was a different challenge altogether. I remember typing and somehow all my words would be underlined or bolded and I couldn’t figure out why. Becoming increasingly frustrated I somehow stumbled upon an “ah ha” moment when I accidentally hit a “reveal codes” button where it showed all the hidden codes showing everything I’d done wrong. When I figured out all I had to do was go back and delete those pesky codes, that’s when it all started.

I realized that rather than being afraid to press buttons, the more buttons I pressed, the more I learned. Of course, one of the lessons I learned is that if you press the wrong button, you may lose all your work into the “wherever stuff goes abyss.” But that’s also where I learned another valuable lesson … Always save your work.

Fast forward to today. I have learned to adventure my way through cyberspace well enough to understand cloud storage such as Google, Dropbox and iCloud.

I taught myself how to create websites and other online portals. I have created three websites, and have assisted others in doing so. I keep my students up to date using Mailchimp social media platform and, of course, I created this blog and one before it.

Seva is a Sanskrit word that means “selfless service.” At times we are called on to do a duty out of the kindness of our hearts without the expectation of getting anything in return.

During my 4 year service on our local Iyengar Yoga association (IYACSR) board of directors I learned to navigate Eventbrite, a large event ticketing platform for promoting and selling tickets for large events, initiated its social media email system through Mailchimp to spread relevant news to members, and administered its website.

I have done similar work for my teacher – I created her website and keep it up to date, I keep students updated as to all her events using Mailchimp, and I assist her in all things digital, including assistance with Zoom, PayPal and Venmo setup.

In this time of COVID-19 and the ability to teach classes online using Zoom, I’ve set up my yoga studio to effectively stay in touch with my students and also take classes and workshops online. It really is a miracle and an exciting time to be alive.

I also do some administrative duties, legal filings, computer organization, etc. for which I get paid, and many of my friends call on me with support questions regarding anything and everything techy.

But my true passions are my family, most especially my grandkids, my pets and my yoga practice, with a priority of taking care of my 92 year old mom.

Over the past nearly a decade I’ve been sharing my world on this, my personal blog. I never imagined I’d be posting for so many years. Initially I had a very small handful of followers consisting only of my close family. When I traveled to Pune I would gain new followers.

I don’t promote my personal blog. All my readers have subscribed on their own free will, and I have no idea how many subscribers I have.

This brings me to the topic of social media and what that means to us. There are an uncountable number of social media outlets with varying degrees of content, opinions and propaganda. We all have a choice of what we view and what we reject. Just as those of us who post on social media have the right to share what we feel compelled to share at any given time, for any given reason. Although not all content suits the opinion of everyone, the important thing to remember is we all have the option to not read or watch anything we don’t care to see and we can opt out or unsubscribe from any unwanted content at any time.

In early June when I posted content that at the time I felt was compelling, and which I deleted soon thereafter, I had no idea it would lead to me being scrutinized and subjected to backlash.

You see, I never said I agree with the content. I merely said I was compelled to share it. Why? Because our country was going through turmoil after the unnecessary and brutal killing of George Floyd which the person in the video condemned several times. It was compelling to me because it brought up another side of a story through the eyes of an African American woman.

Another favorite Sanskrit term is “Ahimsa” which means non-harming, not killing, and in a much deeper sense, love. I didn’t post that video to harm anyone. Nor did I ever intend for it to “traumatize,” “hurt,” “disappoint,” “shock” or “disturb” anyone.

Please, if there’s anyone reading my personal blog who finds its content disturbing, you are free to unsubscribe at any time. All you have to do is scroll down to the bottom of this post and tap a finger on “unsubscribe.” I won’t know who you are and I won’t miss you.

But if you stay with me, remember this. It will always be …

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What’s happening?

From the bird cam this morning, doves in our birdhouse. There were two doves at one point, so we’re hoping they nest. We were worried because about 6 weeks ago after our last nesting we found bird feathers all over the patio and we thought maybe we lost one of the birds in the pair. Bruce put up a new bird feeder and somebody ate up all the food so that, too, is a good sign.


We have some blooming orchids. The first photo is a “Sherry Baby” or you could call it a “Chere Baby” and its blooms smell like chocolate. The blooms in the second photo smell like Pina Colata. True story.

The yellow orchid below has been blooming, it seems, for months. Just about the time I thought it was done blooming, it grew two more shoots full of buds. I was going to move the pot but found out it has a few roots that have grown solid onto the fence. I guess that’s its way of saying it’s not going anywhere!

The orchids below are beauties!

We have so many orchids that bloom throughout the year and there’s always something in bloom!


On our Shelter Island walk this morning we got to see the Navy Seals launching a couple pontoon boats. Pretty cool, I think.


What the kids are up to …

Robb & the boys enjoying the Sierra Nevada.

Ron and kids (Aiden, Silas, Maya & Casady) enjoying jumping off his new “Party Boat” in Mission Bay for Maya’s 8th birthday.

Another day, another bay – what it looks like to be 8.


My mom enjoying another day of lockdown in her beautiful house.


From peach tree to peach cobbler. Yummy.


An OBYoga t-shirt spotted on the South Coast of NSW Australia. My dear Pune sister, Jill (R), with her “real sister” Jane. This photo puts a BIG smile on my face.

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To lighten the mood …

Before I get started, let me apologize for sharing content that may have come across as being politically incorrect.

There’s so much better content to share. Like this elephant Maya drew.

And this plethora of artwork compliments of Alo that Robb shared with us via Zoom.

Robb joining us for “Friday Night with Grandma” showing off his “stay home order” growth.
Drive-By Visit
Homemade Maracas!
OB Parrots munching out on this neighbor’s sunflowers (28 second video).

Be well. Be safe. Be kind.

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Happy Mother’s Day

My Mother’s Day began early in my yoga studio taking Abhijata’s 6am virtual “Power of Unity” workshop Day 4. Words cannot express my gratitude for having the opportunity to share Abhi’s classes with 1,400 Iyengar Yogis across the US.

Abhijata – The Power of Unity

Namaskar


Next up – Mother’s Day obligations of buying flowers and a trip to Krispy Kreme’s to get a dozen of my mom’s favorite donuts. What a great idea. Too bad everyone else had the same plan at the same time …

Mask on before collecting the donuts.

I was going to take a photo of Mom eating a donut, but by the time I returned upstairs she had already devoured a maple bar!

Dang that was fast! But not to worry. She quickly got up and indulged in another!


I hope your Mother’s Day is equally delightful.

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ps… I ate a donut too.

Life goes on …

KJ, this one’s for you.

As you can see by KJ’s photo, one day ahead and six hours behind, nothing slips by a Kiwi.


How long has it been? It feels like an eternity, but I think it’s been about two months, give or take, since we were first ordered to stay at home.

I have to say that biggest kudos go out to my mom, who hasn’t complained at all during her lockdown. Although today she told us she’s confident the first place to open will be nail salons because her fingernails are growing way too long (& she probably doesn’t want to have to sit through another one of my pedicures…). She seems to do fine with washing and “doing” her own hair. No matter what, she always looks good.

On any given day, you will find her sitting on her couch watching the Western Channel, Home Improvement Show or Fox News, or playing solitaire.

She likes it when we bring her food. Below is a homemade pizza I made on the Traeger (bbq) and caesar salad that we brought over for dinner. Yes, it was yummy!

ps … If you talk to her, tell her her hair looks wonderful.


It’s amazing how easily we’ve fallen into this crazy habit of cooking. How preposterous! And we even enjoy it!

Anything from tuna salad to tortilla lime crusted tilapia with spinach salad, artichoke and potatoes to zucchini/shrimp stir fry to lobster to minestrone soup (me) to ham and bean soup (Bruce) to cheesecake (for my mom’s birthday last month), and much much more. The ideas are endless. Who would have thought?


We’re not the only ones cooking …


The grandkids are staying busy …

That is, when they’re not being home schooled!


I’m spending a LOT of time in the yoga studio. I have it set up to teach Zoom classes from my iPad, and I feel blessed that my students have invited me into their home practice space. Here’s a glimpse of what Zoom looks like in my space …


Aside from teaching three classes a week myself, I’ve also been taking virtual Zoom classes and workshops. Having the iPad already set up in the yoga studio is very convenient. I’ve been taking three classes a week with my teacher, Gloria Goldberg, and I’ve also taken a virtual Iyengar Yoga Therapy workshop on Yoga for Trauma, and a Social Media Webinar sponsored by the Iyengar Yoga National Association United States (IYNAUS). I’m also half-way through a 4-part Virtual Yoga Philosophy Retreat (Gitte Beschgard, Vidya Institute), and this morning I took the first of a 7-day Iyengar Yoga workshop “The Power of Unity Community Gathering” with Abhijata Iyengar, BKS Iyengar’s granddaughter teaching from her home in Pune, India, also sponsored by IYNAUS.


Other items of noteworthiness …

Hogan, oblivious to it all, came out of hibernation a while back. As usual, he sucks up a LOT of water the first day we take him out of hibernation. I supposed I might be thirsty too after spending several months locked up in a basement.

Alo and his scooter had a too-close-of-an encounter with a thorny bush and required stitches.

Superhero Silas turned SIX Tuesday!

… and how is it that there is STILL no toilet paper on the shelf at the grocery store!!

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