Waiting...

waiting. Do you know the game, where the clock keeps on ticking, and work is on hold, until higher powers decide to intervene? I did my part a while ago, to be exact it was Friday morning, and I was fairly confident to get this thing going by nine this morning... But, no, no, no. I get to wait, and time is fleeting, and buses come once every hour, which means, I miss the next one, and the to-do-list is still calling my attention.

Heavens, I breathe and breathe out, eyes shifting from the monitor where the 'messianic' reply will appear to release me, and the window with a view on a busy Campus street -a street I should have been walking on, right now.


Breathe in. Breathe out.

Life shouldn't be wasted this way -and I don't care what the wise teacher says.

Be well, and if you can, be patient.

Impatiently waiting

The Inca Q'ero

Follow your own footsteps
Learn from the rivers
The trees and the rocks.
Honor the Christ,
The Buddha,
Your brothers and sisters.
Honor your Earth Mother
and the Great Spirit.


Honor yourself and
all of creation.
Look with the eyes
of your soul and
engage the essential.

between jumping...

And a heavy dose of data entry, I take a moment to think of all those I've been blessed to meet along the way to the other side of being here. From those who conceived to those who smiled, from those who offered to those who allowed, from the closest to the most distant, from those who brought joy to those who came to teach with force, I am and have been blessed for the exchange, for having shared the same spaces, as without all of you, I wouldn't be here, now, the fellow I am.

The world is getting smaller and smaller, and somehow, whether we like or not, we are in it together, from Kabul to Kathmandu, from Casablanca to Madison. Strangers, brothers, sisters, teachers, friends, coworkers, neighbors, Humans, Earthlings, call us whatever you wish, we are all dancing together, to the rhythm of time, to the song of life.

Otherwise, I have been in front of this computer for too long, and this is no way to spend a Saturday evening -is it? So, go have fun, get out, stay in, get comfortable, get happy, and if you have time, do a dance, and think of me. The lunatic teacher is screaming outside, making a huge scene, "Get out, you fool!" -better heed to his call.

Be well, be well.

A moment in a lifetime

A thousand actions...

and as many reactions. I invite you to slow down, take a few deep breaths, go for a rejuvenating walk, expose your face to the sun, feel the breeze, allow the air's freshness to awaken your senses...

Be well and, if inclined, indulge in moderation.

Zooming by

Much happening...

The mind races around on circuitous tracks, blending cycles, making me dream at high velocities. Meanwhile, there is an infinity of scenarios and possibilities taking place outside of myself, out there, a bit in you, a bit around you, and the rest is usually divided amongst the rest of creation, as life flows through each and everyone, and even the toughest rocks get their share.

Yet, we get caught in our own little labyrinthine microcosmic words, you know the ones that are born in our heads, to be sustained by our hearts, full of affairs so large they dwarf everything else, and with lots of practice, we become experts turning the smallest grains of sand into immovable mountains.

Why do we do this? And how can we stop? But, most importantly, are we willing to change? Die hard habits are a bit tricky to deal with, much like substance abuse, and I am talking about the heavier stuff here, i.e. requiring group support, time-off, eye opening major life events. And even then, the recovery is still a shaky affair, and the precipice a few inches from your toes.

Yet, the teacher comes and goes, a bit clumsy in his drunkenness, singing, "Life is play, Life is a sand dune, always moving, always shifting, always, always. Why do you go on fighting, and struggling, and being so serious about building your temples on sand, I just don't know. Go play, and stop suffering. Life is play. Life is a wave that comes over and over to flatten your castles in a playful way."

Be well, and if you see the teacher, run the other way, avoid him like the dark plague, don't give him a chance, don't let him lull into believing in his playful ways, or he'll pester you for the rest of your life. Then again, there is always worst.

An unruly disciple

P.S: There is been some minute changes made to reehtales.com. Also, a flier was added to www.pranasurfing.blogspot.com.

Updates and...

Transformation, sweeping through the plains of my day-to-day affairs. There's been a few changes made to reehtales.com, with the addition of a page for Prana Surfing. Otherwise, a short-story is in the oven and should be ready for consumption some time this week.

Life flows within, through, and around us, its energy infusing everything that exists, without exception, offering a myriad of opportunities and possibilities, to each his own, depending on what we ask for, what we focus on, what we choose to believe in, and what we allow ourselves to receive.

I'm sharing this because yesterday the teacher stopped by, and while waiting for the door to open, said, "Be careful what you believe. Lighten up. Choose to receive. And don't be so wearily serious -it really doesn't look good on you." Then after a moment of silence, he shouted, "Hey! What's taking you so long? It's really cold out here."

Be well and if you see it fit, allow life to flow freely both through and around you.

Meditating Within and Without

Prana Surfing...

is ready to be explored. But what is it exactly? Well, it is a concept I have been developing, in my own convoluted way, for the past two years. A fluid yoga dance with an infusion of Taoism, a blend of martial arts, breathing conditioning techniques, and a great deal of creative spontaneity. In a nutshell, Prana Surfing is what I have naturally been doing when practicing, and to a certain extent, teaching.

This said, I am rather excited to announce that I am in the process of procuring space in the downtown area, to begin teaching Prana surfing. The location is great, with lots of natural light, a wooden floor and some ideally positioned fixed props.

The classes will be very dynamic, fun, and aimed at honoring and nurturing both Yin and Yang aspects of one's totality. The focus will be on building three-dimensionally functional strength, improving upon balance, endurance, flexibility, and, last but definitely not least, fostering a greater, and why not, a more profound, sense of well-being.

For more information -some of it rather redundant, I admit, visit www.pranasurfing.blogspot.com.

Hope to see you there -and just to let you know, the classes will be affordable.

Be well, and if you can, strive to carry your dreams all the way to the finish line.