Silent Sundays: Coming Soon!

This Silent Sunday finds my mind full of visions and plans. All concern the evolution of my personal and professional lives, which means that some of them affect Everything Elsa.

While the practices that one finds here and on in audio form are those that I create “for others,” they are borne of my own experience with or need for the specific aim of any given routine. What is personal to me reveals itself to be common to many: In making my way spiritually, emotionally, and physically—and in sharing how I perceive and proceed through challenges and doubts and aches and pains—it has become eminently clear that all who abide this human existence are, in a deep and true way, “in it together.”

Thus, as I take each baby step toward a move abroad and toward expanding the ways in which I can create and share Everything Elsa practices, I will keep readers and listeners apprised of the developments.

First and foremost, a new Everything Elsa website is in the making. There, you will find new ways to develop your personal practice, including live options. The launch date will be announced here.

As I—and you—move into this new phase, below are some links to previous posts in which I addressed courage and confidence amidst Big Changes. Although I wrote each piece while enduring an increasingly debilitating physical condition (which has since been resolved), the underlying message is one that applies universally: Belief in one’s own potential is possible, necessary, and, in my opinion, exponentially furthered by Faith.

Happy Sunday…

Silent Sundays: Yet Again…

In the last six months or so, I feel that I have been thinking continually about grief and loss, and their impact on—and perhaps ironically, their furthering of—the human condition. Of course, to mourn and question is part and parcel of the lot of every human being who inhabits this earthly existence. Sometimes, though, especially when losses seem to occur in a “bundle,” the sheer emotional and spiritual wallop seems uncanny.

On this Silent Sunday, I once again mull this matter because of a conversation I had with my sister last night. I had received a short, unexpected email from her that her bouncy, curious dog had suddenly stopped wanting to walk or eat, and was loathe to be picked up. My sister has masses of experience with and love for dogs, and does not panic when coping with their illness or injury.

Something about “CC’s” situation, though, made her think the end was nigh.

So, I called her. We talked about the heartbreak should CC pass, but also acknowledged that a sudden, swift, and peaceful exit would be a great gift for CC and for my sister. And further, we contemplated the seemingly inexplicable numbers of beloved dogs in both of our lives that had passed within the past few months.

The sense is one of a clearing-away: But to what end, and why at the expense of the beloved creatures?

By now, however, I have learned that the “why” of loss and pain is not a “real” question: That is, I do not expect an answer. I ask it to trigger a reminder: The circumstance—the death, the injury, the disillusionment—is but a beacon for Faith.

Certainly, that devotion to and full abiding of divine wisdom and mercy has helped me through… everything. When such a gift is bestowed, must it not be shared? 

To that end, I reprise a post from earlier this year. I wrote it five days before my mother’s passing; as it turned out, her leaving this life was the first of many losses to come in the few months since. Most of these grief-striking situations have been born by others; in response, my heart heeds the call to offer solace by way of Faith.

The arm movement of the original meditation was a bit more elaborate; today’s version delves directly into the essence of the practice. Should you need a bit more background, settling, and tuning-in, you can find the full narrative and meditation at:

You may use the following meditation to ease another’s pain or to help them through transition. The key is to hold the person in your heart and mind: As you connect to your sense of divine presence, imbue your recipient with that same strength and peace.

As always, a few warm-up movements—e.g., spinal flexes, shoulder rolls—will help you to sit more comfortably for meditation. Then, when you are ready, settle into your preferred seated posture. 

Lightly extend the left arm out from the shoulder: Let the elbow be slightly bent, and form a cup of the hand, palm up. The sense is that of waiting to catch a drifting, falling leaf. On this hand, make Gyan Mudra: thumb and index finger tips together. 

Bend the right elbow to bring the right forearm next to the body; the right hand is at about the level of the shoulder, palm facing forward.

These respective arm positions establish your willingness to receive divine wisdom, and your vow to channel it to your dedicated recipient.

With eyes closed and gazing up to the Third Eye, breathe slowly and steadily through the nose. Continue for 2-3 minutes. Use this time to affirm your intention: to soothe and support another as they face whatever ails or limits. 

Then, begin a gathering-sending sequence. 

As you inhale through the nose, softly, but fully extend through the left elbow, reaching further out.

Exhale to gently draw the arm back to its original, relaxed position. As you do so, extend the right arm straight up and out to an angle of 60 degrees, pushing the open palm forward and up.

Inhale to retract the right arm, as the left arm again reaches forward to gather divine wisdom; exhale to retract the left arm and extend the right arm out and away to send forth that energy.

Let this back-and-forth movement carry you into the aim and vibration of the practice. Continue for at least 3 minutes, but do not limit yourself. As this is a devotion to the Heart and Soul of another, guided by divine and universal energy, the practice ends only when it signals its completion to you: That signal will be personal.

When the movement completes, release the arms and hands, letting them rest how and where they may. Remain in stillness for as long as you like.

Happy Sunday…