Karinaland River

  When Red is the Color   Red, the color of warning, danger, aggression,  fire, destruction, blood flowing. This morning, another war initiated by our country. Red, also the color of life at its fullest. That is what my teaching is about, learning to be in balance, harmony, with self, others, nature – an offering towards peace. Red, with its many meanings and paradoxes, can signal good or bad. Like water, Red needs harnessing. Below an experience of mine this past week. I keep the words as written before today’s news. When Red is the color to carry us over the threshold into the Lunar New Year of the Fire Horse . So, this Tuesday morning, I put on my new red velvet tunic and pants. Their colors and texture are luscious, warm, soft, energizing. Teaching my T’ai Chi classes, I normally don’t dress up, but today it feels right. A new session begins, and several newcomers are joining my established group. Arriving early, caring and observant Parry delights: “Beautiful, new st...

The Beast with a Dream in its Belly   Not Necessary   Sometimes it is just not needed not necessary…   What? Well, the distractions… endlessly urgent Who needs to be diverted from plain simple life From life’s breath – in the belly – who needs it?   Rising and falling waves of aliveness, nourishing consoling, energizing, roaming, traversing, visiting meandering, questing, wandering, pondering the softening and comforting, if we ever would tune in get to know Breath, listen, linger, but we so so busy we can’t help it, we need really – really need to be absent, definitely…   sometimes, the deep cave of my throat fills up with soft happy feeling flaunting a certain fragrance like that of my mock orange bush against the house, unassuming white petals, yellow stamen resembling plum blossoms – sometimes, delicate taste of sweet out of nowhere lingers on my puzzled palate, humbled tongue infusing each belly breath with life, confident in ebb and flow till death will ta...