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19.09.2014

Time for Tuscany



It´s a privilige to teach, breathe and share my yoga in this beautiful area once again.
Blessed be the Universe

Restore & Revitalize 2013

09.07.2014

Playlist Crete summer 2014

Ed Sheeran - I See Fire
Comptine d'un autre été, l'après-midi- Jonas Kvarnström
Azawade - The Touré-Raichel Collective
10 Laws -  East Forest
Crazy (Nôze Remix)   -Ornette Body Language
Govinda - Atman Eternal Dance
Only - Ormatie Balance (Mixed By Nick Warren)
Hanging On - Active Child You Are All I See
Optimist (Live)  -Zoë Keating Into the Trees
Satnam Sri Wahe Guru (Kirtan) -  Jagjit Singh Mitr Pyare
Temple Prayer - MC Yogi
I´m on fire - Bruce Springsteen
Guru Mantra (feat. Marti Nikko) - DJ Drez Jahta Beat: The Lotus Memoirs
Magic Mantra-Ek Ong Kar Satgur Prasad - SatKirin Kaur Khalsa Lightness of Being
Earthgarden  - Nada Butterfly Dawn
Crazy Heart - Bahramji & Maneesh De Moor Call of the Mystic
Gobinday Mukunday-  Spirit Voyage Artists Yoga Living Series
Peaceful Pathways  Desert Dwellers Asudha - Yoga Dub Grooves Electronic 
Fields of Gold - Eva Cassidy
Kärleksvisan- Sarah Dawn Finer
Oh, Why - Balam Acab Wander
Flying-  Garth Stevenson Flying
Durga Gayatri Mantra- Shiuli Subaya Raa Maa
Om Tryambakam- Indiajiva Universal Mother
Power of Prayer (so Purkh) -Nirinjan Kaur Khalsa Kundalini
Pranayama - Baird Hersey & Prana The Eternal Embrace
Shiva Shambo  - Buvana Songs of Light: Bhajans & Mantras
Mul Mantra -  Joseph Michael Levry Somethin' Else Mantra

09.02.2014

Mercury Retrograde

Mercury goes Retrograde February 6–28 in Pisces then Aquarius.

Mercury is both a Magician and a Trickster.

There's magic if we listen carefully.
And opposite - it is like slipping on a banana peel if we not listen and rebel against the flow.

This happens three to four times per year, when the planet Mercury slows down, and appears to stop (station) and move backward (retrograde).

It's an optical illusion, since there is forward movement, like speeding by a slow-moving train -- as it recedes, it appears to go backward.

Mercury is the planet of communication, and more broadly, it rules connections of all kinds.

Under any ‘Retrograde Phase’  it is wise to get more rest, sleep and rejuvenate. 

This is truly a time to slow down.
In this case it is the ‘Mental Energy’ and mind that requires rest. 
If you rebel against it, it is possible to become more irritable, impatient and create more confusion.


This is also a time of feeling a lot, and very deeply. Allow your feelings and review of emotional experiences and growth to lead you to decisions and actions that result in a review of what we know or how we perceive things.

Don't assume that the other person is "on the same page" that you are.
Miscommunications are very common, and what you think was communicated may not be what was actually heard.
Double check everything, and be prepared for surprises and delays.
Stay flexible as much as possible.

Give your brain a holiday by spending some time in your Right-Brain :)

You can read more of this insights here: mysticmamma.com




Värmland









09.10.2013

This view


Imagine see this magnificant view over Mount Amiata every morning?
And meditate with the energy of Her.
So precious.

I recognize how easy it is to get used to daily impressions.
I see the same woman smoking her cigarettes in the window across the street every day.
The sky from my bedroom in early mornings.
The roses in the backyard.
And so on.
While teaching a retreat in Tuscany a couple of weeks ago I could indulge in this amazing view over sacred Monte Amiata every day.
I just couldn`t get enough of "her". I could drink this view throughout the day and night.
I´m quite sure I get used to it if I lived there. Maybe.
Or maybe I would indulge and merge with her as often and amazed as I did the ten days I had there.
Who know?

I will remind myself to look around and see my usual  surroundings with even more curiousity.
With childlike wonder.
With presence.
And allow myself to be moved and touched by the everydays Beauty.


10.06.2013

You must unlearn what you have learned


Yoda - you are my spiritual Master :)

Our ego’s needs are endless.
We can indulge into the past and our ego will find problems and a need to solve and get rid of them.
But our problems cannot be solved on the level of our minds.
At most they can be understood and accepted on the level of the mind.
But then all we can do is living in the present moment.
Delete the old program and start over.
Every single moment.
The thing that is so important to remember is that beyond your logo, beyond your identity, your tribe, your circle of friends, family and company – is the Essence.
Your own radiant soul.





25.02.2013

Full Moon blessings and Gratitude


2013

The year of the Watersnake.
From an astrological wiev this is the time to heal, forgive and release.

And Monday Feb 25th  we have an illuminating Full Moon in Virgo.



I read these beautiful words on this blog the other day:
 
"The Virgo Full Moon is showing us that acceptance heals our heart. Accepting the choices other people make will free us. We will feel lighter. We will feel better. For instance, when we release our need to fix, save and rescue others. Accepting the choices that others make allows them to learn from their experience.”
Back from Tulum Mexico.
The days in Norway are a tiny bit longer and the temperature a little higher.
I feel so grateful. It is easier to be in contact with gratitude when we forgive, heal and release.
It is time to face the sun. Go out in nature. Touch the earth.
Go inside and ask yourself what am I really grateful for.
I leave you with an ever so freshly mantra from Kaypacha

Mother Nature is forever calling me home,
She speaks through the crystals, stones, and bones,
If I can be still and turn off my phone,
I will see that I am never really alone
.




Tulum beach afternoon. 

14.01.2013

Where is your focus?


The main source for our sensory input are our eyesight.

We enjoy sunsets and sunrises. We read. We look into other beings eyes.
On our yogamat we are likely to study our toenails. The neighbours outfit. Cracks in the roofs.
The other students asana moves.
Eyes wandering....
Our attention will stay where we choose to fix our gaze.
On our yogamat. Or in our daily life.

Drishti, the Sanskrit term for sight, direction or focused gaze, is a tool used in asana practice, traditionally Ashtanga, to bring you closer to dharana (concentration)
It`s actually 9 options of dristhi.
To use drishti in our practice, it will be a good reminder to stay focused.
To turn inward.
Concentrate.
Balance.
Drishti is a soft-focus gaze, not a piercing stare, with relaxed, even gently blurred eyes.
A gift to the heart to remain steady and soft.

Give it a try.

A t t e n t i o n .

Now.



friend with focus - treetophut 2012




02.10.2012

Waiting


My mantra for today:

I invite patience , acceptance and a lot of healing.


ricefield in ubud bali




26.03.2012

shake the dust

I`am so in love with this poem right now.................
listen softly,again and again and again.....
Read and enjoy.



This is for the fat girls.

This is for the little brothers.

This is for the school-yard wimps, this is for the childhood bullies who tormented them.

This is for the former prom queen, this is for the milk-crate ball players.

This is for the nighttime cereal eaters and for the retired, elderly Wal-Mart store front door greeters.
Shake the dust.

This is for the benches and the people sitting upon them,

for the bus drivers driving a million broken hymns,

for the men who have to hold down three jobs simply to hold up their children,

for the nighttime schoolers and the midnight bike riders who are trying to fly. Shake the dust.

This is for the two-year-olds who cannot be understood because they speak half-English and half-god.
Shake the dust.

For the boys with the beautiful sisters. Shake the dust.

For the girls with the brothers who are going crazy,

for those gym class wall flowers and the twelve-year-olds afraid of taking public showers,

for the kid who's always late to class because he forgets the combination to his lockers,

for the girl who loves somebody else. Shake the dust.

This is for the hard men, the hard men who want to love but know that it won't come.

For the ones who are forgotten, the ones the amendments do not stand up for.

For the ones who are told to speak only when you are spoken to and then are never spoken to.
Speak every time you stand so you do not forget yourself.

Do not let a moment go by that doesn't remind you that your heart beats 900 times a day and that there are enough gallons of blood to make you an oceans.

Do not settle for letting these waves settle and the dust to collect in your veins.

This is for the celibate pedophile who keeps on struggling,

for the poetry teachers and for the people who go on vacations alone.

For the sweat that drips off of Mick Jaggers' singing lips and for the shaking skirt on Tina Turner's shaking hips, for the heavens and for the hells through which Tina has lived.

This is for the tired and for the dreamers and for those families who'll never be like the Cleavers with perfectly made dinners and sons like Wally and the Beaver.

This is for the biggots,
this is for the sexists,
this is for the killers.
This is for the big house, pen-sentenced cats becoming redeemers and for the springtime that always shows up after the every single winter.

This -  This is for you.

Make sure that by the time fisherman returns you are gone.

Because just like the days, I burn both ends and every time I write, every time I open my eyes I am cutting out a part of myself to give to you.

So shake the dust and take me with you when you do for none of this has never been for me.

All that pushes and pulls, pushes and pulls for you.

So grab this world by its clothespins and shake it out again and again and jump on top and take it for a spin and when you hop off shake it again for this is yours.
This is yours!

Make my words worth it, make this not just another poem that I write, not just another poem like just another night that sits heavy above us all.

Walk into it, breathe it in, let is crash through the halls of your arms at the millions of years of millions of poets coursing like blood pumping and pushing making you live, shaking the dust.

So when the world knocks at your front door, clutch the knob and open on up, running forward into its widespread greeting arms with your hands out stretched before you,
fingertips trembling,
though they may be.

Shake the dust.

Written and performed by Anis Mojgani