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Out on a Limb, Sunday, March 9: Gratitude with Diana Christinson

If you missed today's live broadcast of Out on a Limb, click on the link below to hear me in conversation with Ashtanga yoga teacher Diana Christinson of Pacific Ashtanga Yoga in Dana Point. Our theme today: Gratitude. We talk about learning how to tune in to the present moment to cultivate gratefulness in our lives, which, like our yoga practice, is an art, a practice, a dance. Listen as Diana gives instructions for how to conduct and navigate our own "Google Search" of our lives lived daily.

Here is the link to today's podcast at KX @ One Laguna:

http://kx.onelaguna.com/podcasts/

Here is the link to find Diana Christinson and her shala Pacific Ashtanga in Dana Point, CA:

http://www.pacificashtanga.com/

Finally, here is the link to Brother David Steindl-Rast's website:

http://www.gratefulness.org/

Next week: Sunday, March 16 at 2 p.m.

Join me for live conversation with Earth Scape artist Andres Amador. We will talk about the "sacred geometry" of his work, impermanence, the laws of attraction, how to handle a 100,000 foot moving canvas, and "the act of joyous creation as its own reward." Come on. Get your feet wet.

 http://www.andresamadorarts.com/



Enjoy the journey.

Be always well.

Namaste

Comments

  1. Anne DunhamMarch 10, 2014 at 11:49 AM

    Sarah, I loved today's show. Diana was one of my very early teachers and always found her to be inspriational. I still have some of the printed quotes she passed out prior to the final chant. Great show and keep up the interesting topics!
    a.

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  2. breathingfastandslowMarch 12, 2014 at 9:58 AM

    How very interesting to discover that we have shared other paths. Thank you, Anne, for listening. I will tell Diana next time I see her that her quotes are still circulating. Be well.

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