I experienced the healing power of sound not only in a cave in seated meditation guiding my little ones but felt it when I was at Ntate Moholo Mutwass home.

This past weekend I was honoured to hang with two best friends and new acquaintances with the purpose of unpacking all things related to the spirit. While floating through different kinds of subject matter we ended up talking sex, specifically BDSM and how even in those circles, presence needs to be quite well tuned.

The reason I started teaching my kids about Ahimsa was because not only do I want them to be empathetic people able to care for those around them both plant and fauna, I also wanted them to understand that one doesn’t need to pledge an allegiance to yoga but can easily live by its principles.

A traditional healer unrolls his moseme and directs prayers to his Ancestors. In a mosque, my Muslim brother unfolds his sajjadat salat and bends his knees gently placing them on the mat in time of prayer. A sadhu gets onto a pile mat and lifts arms to the sky saluting the sun.

In my curious journeys I have studied and tried different kinds of yoga and even pleasantly surprised to find Kemetic yoga whose origins are in Egypt. There are different types of yoga that are tailor made for different interests and different body/mind types.

Dreams are always deeply connected to the spirit, even the ones that seem insignificant. It’s all a matter of taking notice. Once you start taking notice, you realise how even the most seemingly insignificant dreams are usually connected to a part of your realty in one way or another.

Asked by a grade 9 pupil why I would open every one of our poetry classes with a guided meditation session, I told them that it was to show them that I am not trying to instill stillness into them but rather make them aware of the stillness they are made up of.