Finding joy in movement

“Collective joy”—a state of ecstatic self-transcendence and belonging that comes from moving with others, often to music.


The above quote is from a book I’ve been reading lately, called “The Joy of Movement,” by Kelly McGonigal. I’ve been having lots of “aha” moments, but it’s also been bringing up all sorts of thoughts and memories and realizations.

For one thing, it prompted me to remember that, maybe ten years ago now, I wrote a list of “activities I loved.” I had even forgotten that I wrote a blog post about it; perfect timing for me to re-read it!

With all this on my mind, I got to the office in the late afternoon yesterday. I intended to do some work, then go for a short walk (trying to get myself moving!). But thinking about past activities I used to do brought to mind a song that I used to absolutely LOVE doing aerobics to. Of course, this was back in the day when most of the time I didn’t know who the artist was and one couldn’t just run home and Google the information. So it was many years later that I learned the group was the Pointer Sisters and the song was called “Jump (For My Love). ”

If you like to dance, I challenge you to listen to this song without moving. In fact, I put it on out of curiosity — just wanting to hear it again, you know — and next thing you know — I was up and dancing!

It felt so good that I quickly found the video for Gino Vannelli’s “Brother to Brother” — another one of my all-time favorite dance songs — and I danced around the office to that one as well.

Afterwards I felt so happy. I do believe I’m slowly finding my way back to my original joy in movement.

The great conductor

This quote by Swami Kriyananda is new to me. I love it, but can’t help wondering how I managed to miss it for so long!

This world is like a symphony;
God is the great conductor
who alone can bring music
out of everything.

~Swami Kriyananda

The struggle is real

Now that I’m back to full energy and my regular “work,” I’m also falling back into old habits of getting to bed late.

It’s frustrating enough to make me want to pull my hair out!

Aarrghh…!

Choir is back…and dancing!

For the first time in months…

…all our music team members were back from our various travels and present at tonight’s rehearsal.

…the full choir was back at it, with everybody ready to dive into preparations for Spiritual Renewal Week.

The ensemble has actually been meeting and holding down the fort throughout the weeks when Ramesha and I (and also Dambara) were off traveling, but it was great to be back with them again.

And to make things extra fun, Pavani led us in dancing the Horah, in order to get the right unified feel for Swami’s song, “A New Tomorrow.”

It was a great rehearsal. 😊

Being pushed vs being led

Below is today’s Momentum Dash inspiration:

And this was the quote:

“Don’t be pushed by your problems. Be led by your dreams.” 
--Ralph Waldo Emerson

Both hit home for me right now.

First, because I’ve been feeling that some inner shifts are trying to happen (“trust the process”).

Secondly, because now that I’m feeling well and fully able to step back into life’s fray, I’m noticing how quickly I fall back into the imbalanced pattern of responding to external pressures (“…pushed by my problems”) and not taking the time to listen for inner guidance (“led by my dreams”).

Something to ponder.

So much joy!

What a weekend it was! So I’m taking it easy this evening and simply sharing Barbara Bingham’s photo of Uma and Janaka, yesterday’s radiant bride and groom.

Maude’s wisdom

This afternoon’s wedding was glorious and beautiful, but we were really pooped afterwards.

So…since “Harold and Maude” has still been rattling around in my brain, I think I’ll share some of my favorite “Maude” quotes. To be perfectly honest, for the longest time Maude is who I wanted to be when I grew up!

Maude: The earth is my body; my head is in the stars.
[pauses] Who said that, Harold?
Harold: I don’t know.
Maude: Well, I suppose I did, then.

Harold: Maude.
Maude: Hmm?
Harold: Do you pray?
Maude: Pray? No. I communicate.
Harold: With God?
Maude: With life.

Harold: You sure have a way with people.
Maude: Well, they’re my species!

Maude: That was fun! Let’s play something together.
Harold: I don’t play anything.
Maude: Nothing? Dear me, everybody should be able to make some music. That’s the cosmic dance.

Maude: I like to watch things grow. They – grow and bloom and fade and die and change into something else. Ah, life!

Maude: I should like to change into a sunflower most of all. They’re so tall and simple. What flower would you like to be?
Harold: I don’t know. One of these, maybe.
Maude: Why do you say that?
Harold: Because they’re all alike.
Maude: Oooh, but they’re not. Look. See, some are smaller, some are fatter, some grow to the left, some to the right, some even have lost some petals. All kinds of observable differences. You see, Harold, I feel that much of the world’s sorrow comes from people who are this,
[she points to a daisy]
Maude: yet allow themselves be treated as that.
[she gestures to a field of daisies; cut to a shot of a field of gravestones in a military cemetery]

Revisiting Harold and Maude

We hadn’t watched “Harold and Maude” in at least fifteen years. Ramesha had seen it only once before, while I’ve watched it probably twenty times since my late teens.

I can still remember hearing about it for the very first time. A friend in our high school church group had seen it and loved it, so he tried to describe it it to me. I was completely baffled and couldn’t imagine why he thought I would enjoy a movie that had to do with suicide!

Of course, I saw it a couple of years later and to this day it remains one of my all-time favorite movies. Largely for its humor, quirkiness, and uplifting Cat Stevens music, but even more for the joy that is Ruth Gordon and for its message that life is meant to be lived.

Wedding bells

The wedding of our dear friends, Uma and Janaka, is almost here!

Family members are arriving at the Village from Argentina and Midwest-USA and lots of details are coming together.

In fact, I’m off to the wedding rehearsal, followed by a choir rehearsal. So, I’m writing my blog now because I really don’t want to turn on the computer when I get home later.

Why? Because that will almost guarantee that I get too bed late and I’m really, really, REALLY trying to get to bed EARLY.

Playing blog hooky

Today was a full immersion back into my workaday world. Meetings, emails, and lots and lots of details.

So, tonight I’m playing blog hooky and not writing much of anything.