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“One thing I learned through my own sensitivity to the pain and suffering all around me, it is through our breakdown that our true power can come. To get muscle, you have to break it down first – that’s how you build muscle. In the yoga pose, it’s a breaking down of rigidity that stability can come through; in meditation, it’s the breaking down of the rigidity of the mind that allows the freedom of the mind to come through. And yet, as we embrace life, breakdown, failure, intensity freaks us out so badly that we shut down to it, we run away from it, or we fight back. What I’ve learned from the tree time and since is that there’s such a profound power to being willing to completely embrace the breakdown of myself and the world. And if I can do that instead of resist it, my strength for taking on something even bigger comes out of that.”
Go Yoga seminar, 2013
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Dear Julia Butterfly Hill,
Best wishes for a more relaxed and normal life.
Perhaps I have to apologize to you, but I can not forget your immense courage
and dedication in defending our natural world through your defiant refusal to
leave your giant friend, a tree, to the loggers.
You sent out a beautiful message to the whole world of the immense importance of
living in harmony and love with the trees and all of the natural world.
That message has touched the hearts and imaginations of millions of people.
Many thanks for your bravery and sacrifice,
Rama Kumar
P.O. Box 843
Fairfax, CA 94978
So true, though it is such a difficult concept, antithetical to everything I (and society) know and practice. When I see policies of our governmental entities debase and defile the less fortunate, my fellow world citizens, the environment, it’s hard to accept, but I do my best to take that as a new starting point (or a wake-up call) for the work the needs to be done. Thank you for your continuing voice.
Ah Sunflower, Wear of Time
Who countest the steps to the sun
Seeker after that golden climb
Where traveler’s journey is done….W. Blake