Lisa Walford Pranayama

Hi everyone! I am in Los Angeles for the month of August, in part to celebrate anniversaries for our

Many of the poems that I have shared have bene from contemporary writers. The poems have addressed

Join me tomorrow morning, Wednesday morning from 7:30 - 8:30 for a pranayama experience. I hesitate

On the eve of our "holiday that celebrates our freedom", I am feeling rather deflated. I

We are of a Tribe, by Alberto Rios is that rare poem that left me very quiet and at peace within

Wendell Berry is a renaissance man for the twenty first century, a man of our times. Poet, novelist,

Dear friends.. Yesterday I had an interesting discussion with a few friends. I found myself

I have a few friends who have taken a vow to stay away from social media and to turn off the news. I

Everyone.. my Friday classes are generally targeted, almost workshop like. I decided to teach like

Kabir was a 15th century poet and musician born in Varanasi, India. While he is now considered a

Join me this Wednesday and every Wednesday at 7:30 AM for an hour of deep rest, replenishment,

My friends.. After the last few years of trepidation and fear, some of us are testing the waters by

Welcome to the emergence. Perhaps you have been sheltering and have found solace as the world slowed

Hi everyone.. I have not taught the Wednesday class for the last several weeks as I am in transit and

Happy New Year everyone.. I rarely set intentions these days, except to recognize the value of "

Watch your last breath. not that one - First you wail, then - Exhale Celebrate everything in between

Hi everyone.. all is well, happy holidays, and may we all recognize these times as a collective

Every now and then something or someone resonates so deeply that we smile and sigh, the world can be

Hi everyone For you special people in Los Angeles, there is a special workshop this weekend at The

John O'Donohue was a priest, poet and philosopher widely respected and loved for how he cherished

The United Nations Climate Change Summit held in Glasgow ended this week with ideals, promises, goals

Humor can awaken an acknowledgement that we are reluctant to own. This poem is so spot on that all I

Last week our fellow pranayama enthusiast read one of her poems. We have such talent among us, I am

There are a few poets who paint a picture with their words that transport me into a time, a place, an

The days are slowly turning toward night. With the Autumn Equinox now a few days behind us, I awaken

At times it feels like I am standing in the center of my life, a creative force. At other times it

These are interesting times.. I remember, as a young woman, my father explained that the word "

Evolution We are survivors of immeasurable events, Flung upon some reach of land Small, wet miracles

I am looking forward to a vibrant discussion on the Yamas and Niyamas with my frineds and colleagues

What is a transcendent moment? A magical experience? Freedom, liberation? Freedom from the past and