Rebirth of a scientific yogi. And year in tribute.

2016 was a year of transition for me part rebirth, part letting go, part loss part. I had been in what Dr Seuss referred to as the “waiting place” for several years. My job was safe and paid well but my soul was unfulfilled and drifting. I forgot who I really was and life felt more like surviving than thriving. Finally last year I put a plan into action to “leave a good job in the city”, move closer to my mother and find a life that was more congruent with my passions and spirit. The year started with me taking a leap of faith by resigning from my a high paying powerful job, selling my house and moving into the unknown. While I had a “game plan” there was no job lined up but I knew the time had come to make changes. Technically I could have moved anywhere in the world as long as I could bring my cats. For a little while all those options made if difficult to make a game plan however finally I decided to move to Florida so I could be closer to my mother. Almost as if it were fate as I was getting all my plans together I received a job interview from a Florida University. Amidst the chaos of moving and selling my house I received a job offer and accepted . Even though many thought I was crazy for taking a “lower paying” job I knew I was more than a paycheck. While this transition has had its ups and downs, in my heart I know I did the right thing.

While I was experiencing this rebirth or transition, all around me friends and family seemed in to be enduring tumultuous transitions. Many of my friends entered the abyss where I had been, feeling lost in relationships, jobs or life in general. My mom feel and broke her hip. Her road to recovery has been long and painful. This accident made it more clear that I made the correct move for me and my family as life is precious. Although it has been hard and frustrating for both her and me, I am very grateful to be closer to her so I can attempt to help. July of 2016 a dear friend of mine lost his battle with cancer. Greg was someone who was able to inspire everyone he met. It was actually back in 2012 on work trip to NC that I went to visit them and reminded of who who I was as opposed to who I had become. I remembered being involved in things that mattered and working to fix them as opposed to just being a clog in the wheel. I remembered the friendship shown by both Greg and Sara and the feeling that anything was possible if you put your energy into it. Over the years I had decided that those things were just a part of my past but after spending time with them it was like a little flame came back into my soul. This visit with them brought back into focus the soul and dreams I put on hold in the name of survival. Seeing their family and how they kept the focus on what mattered inspired me to go back to the big picture. Thus this meeting was the start of bring back my soul as the scientific yogi. At his funeral his wife asked that we try to bring more of Greg’s spirit in the world for his children Belle and Abe. It is for these reasons that I am dedicating this first year of scientific yogi to the memory of my friend Greg to assure that I can still nourish this flame and help his family.
I have dedicated 2017 to try to instill in my life some of the behaviors from Greg and his inspirational attitude. I have am calling this the year of living via Gregattude and I have decided to use the scientific yogi website to document this year. Hopefully some of the energy from my actions and this website will work its way to Sara, Belle and Abe.

To complete this mission I am using a yoga sutra 1.33 to help direct me in my mission. The mantra speaks of locks and keys to allowing clarity and peace in ones life by embracing feelings of friendliness for the happy, joyful for the inspiring, compassion for the sad and indifference for vices. Greg, like my father, while not a yogi inspired me by living a life of meaning and demonstrating these attributes. Thank you visitors of the website. I hope you find the activities posts and stories

Leave a comment