Holy Yoga Blog

Christian life as believing God

I've just created by my own way, worshipping God is so wonderful and how beautiful for us to live and love and life:

 http://www3.ocn.ne.jp/~christ55

 Check it out  (^_^)/   (Sorry, It's in Japanese language)

Christian Yoga from Japan

Please come and visit my blog, just cut and paste the address below:

http://christianarts.blogzine.jp/

 

 

Holy Yoga is metioned in the Los Angeles Times

Check out the Los Angeles Times article on Holy Yoga.

http://www.latimes.com/news/local/la-me-beliefs-yoga5-2010apr05,0,7708032.story

Breathing and fear

Since studying breathing thru Brooke's teaching on breath, I have become aware of the different lobes that we breathe with. For years I have had pain in my lungs when I exert greatly, such as running up a hill. I always thought that it was because of all the smoking I did as a teen. During my meditation times and journal writing I have been doing a lot of lower lungs breath and felt God nudging me to explore the pain, which as lung ex-rays have shown is nothing. The whole idea of the fear that I experienced so much as an abused child had me conditioned to breath as if I was ready to protect myself from the trauma that went hand and hand with my childhood. These last few weeks scriptures from Romans have opened up to me the idea that I might still be a slave to fear and the pain with my deep breathing is a reaction to the physical release that is part of our deep breath. We are called to be free in Christ and as I release this revelation of fear to Him, I am trusting that He will continue to heal me emotionally, spiritually and physically....................Thank you, Brooke for this teaching on breath

Crane

My knees are bent beneath me
My heart upon my thighs
My head upon the floor
My arms outspread

Spirit,
There is space between splayed fingers
For your own to nestle
There is breadth between shoulder blades
For you to shield

Hover over me
Gently over me

I am suddenly strange

My arms are wings
My crown is red
My body light and frail
My voice gone

I am silent and serene

Spirit,
A season ends, another begins
You're always changing me
When I resist you always win
And now I am a crane

Fragile and endless
Gentle and quiet
Watching and waiting
For you to say

Fly

 

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