Kyle Elden, RYT
Starting March14th-June13 (14 weeks)
ONLY $100 (less than $7.25 per class)
Must pre-register – call or go to Duluth Running Co.
218-728-1148 – 1026 E. Superior St., Duluth
Wednesday mornings, 6:15-7:05 (50minute class)
Bring your own mat!
The class will be a Hatha/Vinyasa style, will incorporate tennis ball for fascia release & focus on abdominal strengthening. Great for all people; however, will concentrate on common muscles runners/cyclists utilize.
If you have any questions feel free to contact me at k_elden@yahoo.com or 341-6115!
Wednesday, February 29, 2012
Tuesday, February 28, 2012
I Love My Friends
By: Rumi
I love my friends neither with my heart nor with my mind.
Just in case…
Heart might stop. Mind can forget.
I love them with my soul.
Soul never stops or forgets.
I love my friends neither with my heart nor with my mind.
Just in case…
Heart might stop. Mind can forget.
I love them with my soul.
Soul never stops or forgets.
Let Nothing Upset You
By: Saint Teresa of Avila
Let nothing upset you.
Let nothing frighten you.
Everything is changing;
God alone is changeless.
Patience attains the goal.
Who has God lacks nothing;
God alone fills every need.
Let nothing upset you.
Let nothing frighten you.
Everything is changing;
God alone is changeless.
Patience attains the goal.
Who has God lacks nothing;
God alone fills every need.
Saturday, February 25, 2012
Taste of Forgiveness
By: Kyle Elden
“Forgiveness is the name of love practiced among people who love poorly. The hard truth is that all people love poorly. We need to forgive and be forgiven every day, every hour increasingly. That is the great work of love among the fellowship of the weak that is the human family.” ~ Henri J.M. Nouwen
“The truth is, unless you let go, unless you forgive yourself, unless you forgive the situation, unless you realize that that situation is over, you cannot move forward.”
~ Steve Maraboli, Life, the Truth, and Being Free
“It is easy to forgive, until you have something to forgive” ~ CS Lewis
When people are careless
When sweat and tears are wet on your face & body
from carrying the heavy weight of hurt
When you have dark marks on your sacred heart
from reckless hands
When your eyes are marred by dirt and dust
of another’s stumbling walk
When it seems it will never end
When the pain closes in, pulls you under
in this body of water, this undercurrent
When thrashing in the depths, at the bottom
you taste death’s dismal wine
When you come up, break surface
When you take deep breath and know
you are alive
When your eyes open and the world is bright,
the sun greets you, spreads warmth, wraps around you
When you have been lifted, called into the arms of
the Beloved, you know Love
When you sit at love’s feast it is sweet ripe red & purple berries,
juice of forgiveness bursting in your mouth
“Forgiveness is the name of love practiced among people who love poorly. The hard truth is that all people love poorly. We need to forgive and be forgiven every day, every hour increasingly. That is the great work of love among the fellowship of the weak that is the human family.” ~ Henri J.M. Nouwen
“The truth is, unless you let go, unless you forgive yourself, unless you forgive the situation, unless you realize that that situation is over, you cannot move forward.”
~ Steve Maraboli, Life, the Truth, and Being Free
“It is easy to forgive, until you have something to forgive” ~ CS Lewis
When people are careless
When sweat and tears are wet on your face & body
from carrying the heavy weight of hurt
When you have dark marks on your sacred heart
from reckless hands
When your eyes are marred by dirt and dust
of another’s stumbling walk
When it seems it will never end
When the pain closes in, pulls you under
in this body of water, this undercurrent
When thrashing in the depths, at the bottom
you taste death’s dismal wine
When you come up, break surface
When you take deep breath and know
you are alive
When your eyes open and the world is bright,
the sun greets you, spreads warmth, wraps around you
When you have been lifted, called into the arms of
the Beloved, you know Love
When you sit at love’s feast it is sweet ripe red & purple berries,
juice of forgiveness bursting in your mouth
Thursday, February 23, 2012
Mornings at Blackwater
By: Mary Oliver (from “Red Bird: Poems”)
For years, every morning, I drank
from Blackwater Pond.
It was flavored with oak leaves and also, no doubt,
the feet of ducks.
And always it assuaged me
from the dry bowl of the very far past.
What I want to say is
that the past is the past,
and the present is what your life is,
and you are capable
of choosing what that will be,
darling citizen.
So come to the pond,
or the river of your imagination,
or the harbor of your longing,
and put your lips to the world.
And live
your life.
For years, every morning, I drank
from Blackwater Pond.
It was flavored with oak leaves and also, no doubt,
the feet of ducks.
And always it assuaged me
from the dry bowl of the very far past.
What I want to say is
that the past is the past,
and the present is what your life is,
and you are capable
of choosing what that will be,
darling citizen.
So come to the pond,
or the river of your imagination,
or the harbor of your longing,
and put your lips to the world.
And live
your life.
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