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A Little Frog Pose anyone? he sunned with us at Shin Falls, see his buddy?
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Animal Sites
- Amazing Animal Relationships with Lions/Kevin Richardson
- Animal Rescue Site, please click!
- Article on How Lucy Cat Came into our Lives and Touched Us and Our guests..so deeply.
- Brians Blog We Like!
- Great Site for Helping Abandoned Animals worldwide
- My friend Gregg saves cats her BLOG
- Obama chose breeder dog when same dog could be attained from a nearby shelter..
- Please help save this nokill cat shelter
- Read Our Farmbook if you love Animals
- This is an incredible place that adopts older cats
- Tiger Haven
- UK Cat only Eats Vegetables, yogi cat!!??
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SITES WE LIKE!
- Brians Blog We Like!
- Just take 5 Minutes and Be Inspired and Listen and Watch! Music Indeed Connects and Heals!
- Read Our Farmbook if you love Animals
- See Our Recent Reviews on Trip Advisor as of Season 2009
- Sewall House Has A Facebook Page now! Become a Fan!
- So inspirational. worth the 7 minutes..
- Thank God for Joy and that it is Contagious!!
- This Is Yogi Bhajan's Amazing Home and Learning Center in India
- YogaMint/Full of Good Yoga Info!
- Yogis: You thought YOU could balance! HA!! This is inspiring and daring!
Wildlife Sites
Yoga Sites
- Article by ME on living simply, yogically and being happy in complex times
- Article on How Lucy Cat Came into our Lives and Touched Us and Our guests..so deeply.
- Brians Blog We Like!
- Good article on food and yoga
- Good yoga info
- Kundalini Yoga helps OCD
- Our Yoga Retreat in Maine- Come visit!
- Rebecca's Week with us June 2010 great slideshow!
- See Our Recent Reviews on Trip Advisor as of Season 2009
- Sewall House Has A Facebook Page now! Become a Fan!
- This is trippy and full of great Yoga info
- This Is Yogi Bhajan's Amazing Home and Learning Center in India
- YogaMint/Full of Good Yoga Info!
- Yogis: You thought YOU could balance! HA!! This is inspiring and daring!
Recent Posts
- Over the Holidays Stay Healthy with Yoga! (gift certificates are a great idea) We love yoga at Sewall House Yoga Retreat. We love offering it to you! We know, holidays are about peace, love and family but it is also a super stressful time of the year- great time to boost your practice or start one- it is never too late! Here are some reasons that might motivate you, from an article on Jen Reviews, to up your yoga ante! Happy Holidays- Visit us May to October for yoga, the healing of nature and fabulous acclaimed plant based meals/ foods- yoga practice/meditation personalized to your level and needs- no large crowds at Sewall House:) Fun events too! Check out our Events and Training pages-
- A Scene From My Time Here – writing assignment/ Sewall House Morning
- In tribute to Spike : who passed June 2017 He looks down on me from the big strong steady truck, a foreign object. I only know he visits me when his owner drops by. His energy, like mine, is high but until now I do not realize how big, strong and steady he is, like the truck. His gaze is kind, his breath warm. He is a silent type, unless one of my cats scoots by. His eyes follow, perhaps a playful bark. One day I ask if I can walk him. I realize how much he needs that. His life is sitting in his owner’s truck, sitting in his owner’s apartment. He is brown and white bulky, his fur short, the type of dog meant to chase birds, not sit all day. We walk together. He is strong and if I trot, he trots. He helps me walk fast and neighbors, with a smiling twinkle in their eye comment ” Is he walking you or are you walking him?”. Spike helps me get out and appreciate the evening sky, often amazing in its pink, yellow and blue clouds and colors. I break away any summer night that his owner brings him to me around 8 pm. He pants much of the way. My goal is to get him in shape. I only have 3 more months until I depart and he sits for the winter, as many do in the cold long winter months here. We return every night from our walk, his owner waiting patiently on my porch. ” “He should go on the walk with you”, friend Nadja quips. The eighty year old owner, true, is not in great shape- Like owner, like pet, yet he loves his dog. My yearning for a dog momentarily satiated by this kind dog Spike, who loves all; my thoughts of so many like him, gone every day. I walk Spike – and Spike walks me. photo courtesy of Laura Revercomb fall 2016
- July 2016 I was 8 years old (1963) when the tiny pair skittered across my bed, an old army cot from World War Two era. Quickly they moved across my sleeping bag, almost too quickly for me to feel any fright, or perhaps because it was a normal occurrence, though my mother did her best to trap them at night with the temptation of a small piece of cheese, attached to the trap, which would snap in its effort to take their life. Mother stored food in metal containers they could not attain, amazingly proficient as they were at knawing through most anything else. I am not sure I thought too much about their surmise, though I do recall having a funeral for one in the backyard of our Connecticut home, where we returned to school after our summers on the cots in our cabin by the lake in Maine. It was around the same age I started to realize things can die, that I would die, which brought up unrecognizable feelings of fear and despair within me, a type of anxiety difficult to describe. I was only a little girl, what did I know, discovering how humans take it in their hands to nurture or destroy the life around them. I would not say I was a terribly deep thinker. I did not give up eating animals until I was twenty two. I feared dogs, only knowing that my legally blind older brother was once bitten by one. But I definitely felt something which slowly evolved in me as I rejected society’s standards and way of thinking to gradually created my own. Yesterday morning one of my cat menagerie, most likely Shanti, the only one allowed out at night, or possibly any of the other three, drops a dead gift at my door. Lucy, my blind born kitty, usually drops a dead leaf from her mouth with the same proud meow as if she had killed a creature. I pick it up in a plastic bag, gaze at it lovingly, tiny feet, closed eyes, small furry body. I realize how much all life means to me- that, myself included, we are all equal specks. The eight year old girl, now in her sixties, has fought legal battles to saves animal’s lives, takes spiders out when cleaning, whose heart cringes at the sight of every road kill, thinks of the words her yoga master spoke- perhaps he meant more than humans here “If you don’t see God in all you don’t see God at all”
- Sewall House Open Thanksgiving 2017!
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