Saturday, April 8, 2017

Yoga in the Garden



                                photo credit Kathy Vilim, Topanga Canyon, California


Warrier 1, shifting to Warrier 2, moving through a Sun Salutation, my bare feet planted on my yoga mat…  I breathe in deeply.  Familiar smells from the canyon reach me – ocean breezes blow over Sage and through Eucalyptus – Even with my eyes closed, I know where I am.  I know this place by its familiar scents. And I find calm in that familiarity.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, a hummingbird appears right in front of my face!  He is hovering there in mid-air, looking at me, wings beating furiously fast, creating a sort of whirring noise.  I can’t help but laugh and, of course, lose my Warrier!  The hummingbird is there to tell me his feeder ran empty.  There is a pause in my practice as I look over at the empty feeder hanging from a tree in my garden, and I know I cannot ignore my winged friend.  I can afford to take a moment out for him – after all he and his buddies bring me so much entertainment with their antics over the course of the day. When I come back outside holding a full feeder of ruby-colored liquid, I find the hummingbird perched on a slender branch waiting patiently.  Really, I need not worry that he would starve – there are so many blooming plants for him here in my canyon garden. One of his favorites is the native: Nicotiana (or Tobacco Plant) with its long, yellow, tubular flowers.  No, the feeder is more a reflection of my own selfishness, wanting to keep him coming around to entertain me.

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Published in Whole Life Magazine April/May 2017 Issue~