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Newsletter, January 2019
The long-forgotten summer.We live in the house my grandparents once lived in, and our lives are filled with the traces of their being. Roland reads by the fire in my grandfather’s armchair; we eat off their flower-bordered plates; when we’re away the smell of their cooking rises back to the surface of the kitchen.
As my grandmother lay dying, my aunt put a vase of spring flowers on the windowsill. My grandmother whispered Aren’t they lovely? as she gazed upon them, and those were her last words. Some months later my grandfather sat heavily on the edge of the bed spread out with her jewelry so that my sisters and I could choose what we wanted to keep. Now we sleep in this same room and my dreams are filled with gentle whispers and bright things. In the cellar we still stumble on my grandmothers preserves—dusty jars of tomato juice and strawberry jam from 2007. Vintage jam Roland calls it. Discoloured by age, the jam is no less delicious. Karma is a word we hear often, in this age where yoga finds itself in the mainstream. There’s an idea that karma is a direct cause and effect relationship—you do good you get good; or karma’s a bitch they say. And yet we all know life can feel colossally unfair. A traditional understanding of karma is not a direct relationship between action and tangible reaction, rather every action and every thought is simply a seed planted. When the conditions are right—when the seed has been watered and the ground is fertile—it can germinate. In the spring of 2006 a farmer at a pick-your-own operation planted a field of strawberries. The following summer, my grandmother gathered the fruits of that labour and boiled them down with sugar and pectin. Now, while the snow piles up outside our window, we savour the sweetness of that long-forgotten summer. This is karma—every action a ripple in the weave of all life. We can’t know who will benefit or be harmed by the seeds that we plant, we can only strive to plant good seeds, to cultivate good earth. When you get on your yoga mat and clear your head of busy thoughts, that is a seed. When you get curious about your body, when you ask to know it and fill it with nourishing breath, that is a seed. When your practice is a thankfulness for the gifts of the ancestors and a prayer for the future of all children, that is a seed. May we mindful of the seeds we plant in this bright new year. May the blossoms always be lovely. Want more? Past issues of our newsletter here.
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on our bookshelf...
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We've compiled a brief list of some of the non-fiction & philosophical fiction writing that inspires us. The list is a mishmash of books on yoga, meditation, the environment, food, philosophy, gardening & a few things in between. These are the books we think everyone should read! Also included: our go-to anatomy books. Find it all here.
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