I found my book!

Oh yes!

I have been intellectually hungry for a book or teacher that could address my physical yoga practice while also acknowledging my spiritual lineage and academic passion. The Heart of Yoga by T.K.V. Desikachar rocked my world today. So rewarding to read the work of a man who devoted his life to intellectual study and physical practice, and acknowledges that these things can be used as a tool to bring our lives closer to God every day.

Not only that, but coming from a background in Literature, I crave gracefully written words as the medium for the information that is coming across. This book lovingly and thoughtfully explains a personal path and body of knowledge, transmitting it smoothly through well-written prose. I am smitten, and inspired, and thirsty for more.

Thank you T.K.V. Desikachar!

Shortest line to a farmer

In my family we have scholars and writers, pastors, entrepreneurs. These are the people who often get remembered in history: they write their own name and mark their own lives, they make a memory or a legacy that can be written and passed down.

What of the farmers? Every family must have farmed at one point. Must have turned to the earth for sustenance for themselves, and likely for others, where the earth of one was better suited to grow one thing that was then traded for another.

How far back will I have to go? I can feel my ancestral heritage coming alive as I watch the fine cornsilk poke its head out to be fertilized, eat greens and munch tomatoes grown under my very eyes.

We will have to do some family storytelling to find out.

How far is it for you?