Welcome to 2018
thank-ful /THaNGkfel/ 1. pleased and relieved. synonym: appreciative I am thankful that we have made it to 2018. The holidays have been wonderful with many visits with family and friends, good health and safe travels. I am also thankful that it is coming to a close as I am missing our studio, my work mates and being a very definite VATA, I am missing being on a regular schedule. As I write this there is much activity on Bowen Road. The plows are clearing the drifts of snow, the reliable garbage and recycling people are magically removing the remainders of our celebrations and Canada Post is delivering a few more cards, I am thankful for all of this. I hope that you have reason to be thankful and are able to enter the new year with an open mind and a generous heart. My intention is to be a warrior. Not the fighting kind but one who is intelligent, gentle and fearless. I am confident that my teachers (students and everyone else) and my practice will guide me in this pursuit. I am also supremely thankful for all of you who have entered our studio. In the words of the Tibetan Master Sogyal Rinpoche, "There is no substitute for regular practice, for only through real practice will we begin to taste unbrokenly the calm of our nature of mind and so be able to sustain the experience of it in our everyday lives". He was referring to meditation but I think it applies to yoga practice as well. On a practical matter, our website has been updated and is now available for preregistration. Go to "BOOK ONLINE" for a fast and reliable reservation. Please check out the new schedule for January. The Tuesday classes have been moved over to Wednesday. This will be good news for some of you. One of my pleasures is to listen to CBC radio and during the last couple of weeks have done a lot of this! I have enjoyed music, human stories, opinions, news (good and not so good) and poetry. I would like to conclude with a poem by William Blake as highlighted on the Sunday Edition with Michael Enright. "To see the world in a grain of sand, and to see heaven in a wild flower, hold infinity in the palm of your hand, and eternity in an hour." How lovely it would be. Much love, Joyce