Retreat, September 10th – 17th, Kibbutz Ein Dor

gentle warm-ups

before the hour of birdsong

tent zipper unzips

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hungry yogis

aware of their breath

till breakfast bell

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silent delicious

juicy vegetables

soulful gratitude

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high anxiety

slow breathing

guaranteed calm

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yogis as warriors

birds, flies, ants gather round

all together

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trees rustle

cool pre-dawn land

body reception

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old smiling woman

opens her arms

loving embrace

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who is this face

so connected to my path

welcoming me home

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plate of fruit

fork selects pear morsel

sudden taste of fall!

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sun radiates sky

standing meditation

frog across sidewalk

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sunlight through curtains

graces my sweeping

breath with body

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sweeping duty

sun lights and expands moments

humbly i breathe

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opening my heart

tears prevent words

been here, done this

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poets and artists

let’s shine like the sunrise

around the world

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a black bucket

where the hose drips

kibbutz water-hole

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dharma talk

on sex and relationships

yogis wake up

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newest challenge

standing meditation

back muscles weary

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bees around flower

yogis observe who and where

new-found attention

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one small babe

all of the universe

ours in a hug

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and just like that

autumn jumps on stage

mid-summer solo

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thick grey brushstroke

early evening breeze

hints of rain to come

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listen through the heart

open to what sings to you

after tears and smiles

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anticipation

will the ants be at work?

rhetorical

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only starvation

her thinking stops

food and rest bring thoughts

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3 Arab women

evening kibbutz walk

good for everyone

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from my little bed

sounds of familiar rustles

first fall rain

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grown-ups

run to stand outside

smell of raindrops

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bird hierarchy

larger ones on lower branch

smaller, above

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flowers in sunlight

after morning rainfall

glisten and shine

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sound of showers

during first meditation

outside, rainfilled crocs

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