Parenting Is Like Space Jumping

     Felix Baumgartner went into space in a balloon capsule, got into the stratosphere, executed a free fall parachute jump from 128,000 feet (about 24 miles) and broke the speed of sound.  These facts are awe inspiring.  However, there are two facts that inspire me even more:  Baumgartner's trust in mission control's Joe Kittinger and his personal dedication to the mission.
     In 1960,  Joe Kittinger jumped from a balloon that was at 102,800 feet.  Though Felix broke the record for highest balloon jump yesterday, Kittinger still holds the record for the longest time in free fall.  Mr. Kittinger had a successful Air Force career, survived a Vietnamese prison camp and is considered an elder statesman of aeronautics.  Kittinger was Baumgartner's radio point of contact  during yesterday's jump.  Kittinger talked the space jumper through his check lists, calmly insisted on replies to questions and, when the jumper was in the door, told him " our guardian angel will look after you now."  For the parent, the parallels to parenting are profound.
      My son is on the verge of manhood.  We are still in a position to give advice and direction.  It's an exciting time for him.  He's forming his own opinions and deciding what kind of man he wants to be.  I feel good when he bounces ideas off us.  I feel elated when he takes initiative and when he is strong in who he is.

   Like Felix, my son will eventually need  his own fortitude.  The space jumper admits that there were times he thought about giving up on the mission.  There were periods where he had to regroup.  Our lives are like that too.  There will come a point when all our advice, and my son's training, will be called upon.  My hope is that he will leap with both feet.  I pray that he, like Felix, will realize that he is small compared to the world, but that he can still make a difference.  Like mission control,  I am nervous, but confident.  When children use their wings they surprise themselves and inspire others.  I will give up control and watch him soar, but I'll be praying a quiet prayer for  guardian angels too.  

What is Holy Yoga?

     There are many well- known styles of yoga:  Iyengar, Anusara, Bikram, Ashtanga and Kundalini to name a few.  Nomi Morris of the LA Times reviews religious yoga in her 2010 piece "Bending Yoga To Fit Their Worship Needs."  Morris notes that some Jewish yogis center their practice around the Kabbalah or the Torah.   Other Jews feel more comfortable viewing yoga as a solely physical practice.  There is also holy yoga, yoga linked to the Christian tradition.

     Holyyoga.net states that their mission is   "experiential worship specifically created to deepen your connection to Christ."  The practice is supplemented by scripture readings and music.  This yoga style was founded by Brooke Boon in 2003.  

     I have always enjoyed yoga, but this morning I had the chance to try Holy Yoga.  The class was  held in the church sanctuary and soft music played in the background. The instructor started out with brief remarks on being a child of God. At different intervals, she read selections from the book of psalms.  As we did our practice, she highlighted the symbolism of the poses.  Pigeon pose, a  floor pose that involves a bowing motion, can remind us that we bow to the will of the Heavenly Father.  Different heart opening poses can be seen as a physical prayer of opening up to God's love for us.   I left the class feeling limber and peaceful.    

     Some Christians feel that the Hindu past of yoga makes it inappropriate.  Pastor Mark Driscoll of Mars Hill Church (Seattle WA) has said that yoga is paganism.  In a Christianpost.com article, he is quoted as saying that yoga opens the door to demonism.  My experience was a prayerful and moving one, but people need to worship as they see fit. 

     One of my most memorable yoga practices was a Good Friday class.  The class was silent, contemplative and spiritually nourishing.  I see nothing wrong with adapting a practice to your own beliefs.  Buddhism teaches, and science confirms, that nothing in life is static.  People and circumstances are always in flux.  Why should religion be any different?  For me, any activity that encourages us to contemplate the Divine is time well spent.

Refreshed by a Dream Chorus

     I dreamed that I was kneeling by the side of my bed.  I pointed at the ceiling and I said, "I don't understand God, but I believe."  All of a sudden, the room was filled with the most exquisite music I've ever heard.  Hundreds of voices surrounded me and I knew that no matter what my circumstance I was not alone.   I opened my mouth and said "I am grateful", but the voice that came out was a bigger and stronger one than my own.
     This was not just a dream for me.   It was a dream for anyone who feels isolated or alone.  St Francis de Sales was speaking of angels when he wrote, "For without being seen, they are present with you." Just because we don't see everything with our physical eyes doesn't mean that the unseen is not real.  You can't see love, but you know it exists.  Please know that you are supported and loved far beyond our earthly understanding.  Our connections go beyond space, time and geography.  Have courage and walk on faith.

What Sheep Know

     I live down the street from a flock of sheep.  They are Churra sheep.  Their wool is prized by Navajo rug weavers.  I visit the sheep when I walk.  I've seen them when they need to be groomed.  They look like puffy pillows on twig legs.  I've seen them after shearing.  They look smaller and somewhat embarrassed.  These are creatures that are literally afraid of their own shadow, but they know something very important.

     Sheep know that they will do better together than on their own.  This is an instinct that comes straight from the Divine.  No matter what the weather, they rest in a heaping snuggle pile.  They are fond of resting their head on the neck or back of the sheep next to them.  They snuggle up.  They doze and snack.  If a new sheep joins the stack, they simply wiggle their way in and sit down.  The flock adjusts accordingly.
     Human beings are not not as flexible or welcoming.  We could be.  We have the resources and unlike sheep, we have intellect and intuition.  If we take the time to be inclusive, the whole group benefits.  There are family members and acquaintances who have a hard time fitting into the group. When we notice this, we can move over a bit.  We can cede some of our space and encourage them.  There may be a time when we're on the outside and that very person makes a space to let us be.  God gives at least one gift to each creature.  The humble sheep can't fly and he doesn't speak, but he knows the value of being inclusive.  We can learn a vital lesson from our timid, woolly friend.