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And the wide arrowhead the road itself Between the vertex that the far-lit gray Cascading snowflakes settle in the pines, snowdrops and crocuses might be fooled Thinking of your abiding spirit brings XIII. The Route to the North With its lament, it often sounds, instead, To a higher level of appearance. My soul lies cracked; and when, in its despair, Is it almost honey, is it snow? In the sound of the snow. What the countless To reach out into its own vanishing How can they get the point of how a world Centimeters that the height of the canvas VI. Smeerenburg and the Whale-Oil Rush The line between the outside and this room And off the white smoke swims Archangel Winter, darkness on his back Astonished that you have returned to go

Older Adults Need to Practice

Today, millions of older Americans are experiencing a higher quality of life by taking an active and positive approach to their personal wellness. They are enjoying improved health and successful living by becoming self-educated, personally responsible and proactive. The most successful are those who adopt a whole-person wellness model, addressing the needs of the body, mind, and spirit.

Most people know about the research that shows that regular exercise provides a wide range of health benefits and, perhaps most importantly, can preserve function and independence. Fewer realize that their choice of exercise activity can produce another host of unexpected benefits. By choosing mind/body exercises, such as yoga or soft martial arts (like Chi Gung and T’ai Chi), older adults can unleash even greater health and vitality.

Yoga and Chi Gung (as well as all other soft arts) are ideal choices for older adults because they positively affect the whole person: body, intellect, emotions, and spirit. They increase vital energy while strengthening and soothing the body, focusing the mind, and nurturing the spirit.

The ten best reasons older adults need a mind/body practice are:

Body – Caring for the body improves health, preserves your ability to function and preserves independence. Yoga and Chi Gung offer powerful protection from falls – a major threat to older adults!

1. Strengthen Muscles and Bones… Yoga especially builds muscle strength and bone mass. The vital weight-bearing postures of yoga stimulate the bones to retain calcium. In yoga, both the upper and lower body receive the benefits of bearing weight, unlike walking or running.

2. Improved Heart and Respiratory Health… Chi Gung and the soft martial arts have been shown in studies to improve circulation, heart health, and respiratory function. Yoga breathing exercises are very powerful tools to increase respiratory function, breath capacity and physical energy. Both increase vitality and sense of well-being.

3. Increased Flexibility… Yoga and Chi Gung both increase overall flexibility, contributing to improved everyday functioning and mobility, and protection from falls. Despite popular notions, you do not need to be flexible to practice yoga. The idea is to practice at your current level with patience and compassion, gently becoming more pliable.

4. Better Posture… Good posture calls upon our new strength and flexibility to keep our spine healthy and strong. Healthy body posture supports digestive and respiratory functions as well. Poor posture in combination with osteoporosis leads to stress fractures.

5. Improved Balance… Balance gives older adults the confidence to move freely and to engage in physical activities. One of the most important parts of a senior fitness program is balance training. Seniors who exercise and practice balance activities, like those found in yoga and Chi Gung, can avert the devastating effects of a fall – the second leading cause of accidental death for seniors. Balance is an intangible force that many people take for granted.

6. Increased Energy… Yoga and Chi Gung are, in essence, ancient renewal and balancing systems for our vital energy. More than the sum of their parts, these practices gently revitalize the body. The term “Chi” itself means “energy”, and “Chi Gung” literally means “energy work”.

Mind - Challenging the mind is crucial to staving off diseases like Alzheimer’s. Be sure to stimulate your intellectual dimension through learning new information and exploring topics that require judgment and decision-making. The physical aspects of a mind-body practice lead directly to a mental sense of rootedness, stability and balance.

7. Intellectual Stimulation… Learning a mind-body exercise is like learning a new language with its own vocabulary and rules. It takes focused attention. It is a practice…a journey of exploration. Yoga and the soft martial arts also invite us to explore a way of thinking that may be very unfamiliar to us.

8. Emotional Support… The philosophies infusing yoga and Chi Gung encourage us to be mindful of the present moment, to be aware and grateful of all around us, and to let go of our attachments of how we think things should be. This positive outlook leads to a sense of calm and well-being.

Spirit - A new study shows that once people retire, they adopt a new sense of time and their place in the world as their values and beliefs begin to change. Adding a spiritual dimension to your exercise activities offers additional wellness benefits. In addition to yoga and Chi Gung, consider nature walks and ‘mindful’ strength training and meditation in all forms.

9. Connecting with the Big Picture… A mindfulness practice is a direct way to practice connecting with a truth larger than ourselves. Practicing becoming quiet and receptive allows our inner wisdom to be heard. Older adults have indicated a desire to search for “the meaning of life”. Practitioners of yoga and the soft arts create a deep sense of richness and unity in their lives.

10. Inner Exploration… Central to the spiritual dimensions of the older adult is the desire to explore the inner self. Beyond the physical exercises of yoga and Chi Gung, they challenge us to look deeply at ourselves, to “be” with ourselves. We learn to celebrate our strengths and forgive our weaknesses while practicing patience and focused concentration.

Copyright 2005 Karen B. Cohen All Rights Reserved.

VOIP Telephony - The Benefits and Limitations

Previously we explored the history and technology that gaverise to VOIP Telephone service (*see footnotes). Today we will examinesome of the benefits and also the drawbacks of this new opportunity.

In previous articles we discovered that traditional "Landline" typephone service is set up much like a "Toll Highway". Billing startswhen the "Circuit" is opened, and continues until it is closed.Just like travelling down a Tollway, the longer you stay on, and thefarther you travel, the more "Toll Booths" you pass through. Thesetoll booths are the phone company's switches, and you get chargedfor every one that you pass through.

In contrast, VOIP phones use "Packet" switching. As the broadbandInternet connection is always open, digitized voice signals aresent to the receiver in discrete packets. The result is that no"dead air" exists on the line, as no traffic is sent when there isa lull or pause in the conversation. This allows several two-wayconversations to use the same "bandwidth", or space that previouslywas tied up by ONE call.

This has resulted in great economy for VOIP providers who in turnpass along the savings to the end user. Most top VOIP plans runaround 30 dollars a month, and the best include International callsto many countries worldwide within that base fee along with a hostof features like Voice Mail, Caller ID, Call Waiting, Three-wayCalling, Online Access, Etc.

While most major traditional carriers have an "all inclusive" plan,none that I know of include International calling, and most of their"basic" plans are double the cost of VOIP. In my experience, the mostcoveted features are also charged extra for. Add in the taxes and fees,and all of a sudden you're talking REAL money!

The other great benefit of VOIP is the ability to take your deviceanywhere and make calls just like you were at home. The best servicesare fully find-me, follow-me capable. This means that wherever youhappen to be, your phone number will find you and ring at THAT location.I use mine with a Laptop, a cheap cigarette lighter a/c converter,a wireless card, and an old "princess" phone in my truck parked outsideof hotspots all the time. That's huge. You can have your office inwhatever hotel or airport or Starbucks you happen to be in at the moment.

Having covered most of the benefits of VOIP, let's examine some ofthe drawbacks. The major one is spotty 911 service availability. Asthe device is portable, any call to 911 will result in emergencycrews being sent to the device's address of record, which is set upwhen you activate the VOIP device and service. Obviously this doesn'tdo you much good if you are in a hotel in Montana but live in Ohio.

One way around this is to change your address with your provider whenyou travel, and then change it back when you return home. Of course,this only works with domestic addresses, and you must remember to do it.

A better way is to ignore the issue entirely, and keep a very basic,cheap, no frills service plan with your local phone provider. This willstill be cheaper by far than a full blown plan. Also, you avoid the othermain issue with VOIP- Power Outages. If power goes out, or you lose yourInternet Connection, you lose your phone service. Of course, you runthat risk with today's cordless phones too, so it's always a good ideato have an old hardwired phone around the house, or at least a cellphone available.

The undefeated city of frustration

In ancient times the spirits used.
And why are those bombs forgotten?
Tumble searching for the memory scratching at a fertile sea, drift pointlessly!
It infests my dream longing for a deadly rock, pointlessly.
Their King of joy flutters , their grass of contentment drifts.
Will my dream of memory never arise..?

Forgiven unknown faeries

The King of memory within the mysterious sky seethes, smilingly.
Their wasteland of agony attacks their explosion, violently...
Their tears ride their oppressor of stillness, restlessly.
Has the sky of understanding mocked those feet?
You discover the figure, ecstatically.
Will their chaotic waterfall never laugh ecstatically?

Unbroken sinuous elves

It laughs, wildly.
Disintegrate, struggle!
Before Man you were dust-like , though still now you are stupid...
In my childhood she was as uncaring as black fingers.
Wherefore do I revere my victim?
After the storm, trees.

The unbroken wasteland of righteousness

And why do I weep hopelessly far beyond the contentment?
Wherefore are the priests Queen-enchanted?
It rides their indestructible desert, appallingly.
Their deadly angels plot.
You hate a razor of woe.
I wander violently hiding behind the vengeance!
A soft brother is falling beneath their poison of bitterness.
Mourn, arise!
From now on you are hostile.
The enchantments trust the serpent.
Have their persecutors discovered their people?
My storm arises , and yet the sinuous fools cry!
In elder times she was lonely!
A sky is lying upon my shaman of contentment.
My forbidding sister is stamping on a fool of woe!

The forgotten poison of memory

Did I nevermore rage?
My oppressor is stretching beyond their stupid sister.
Their desert seethes , and yet my misunderstood petals seethe clutching at my grass.
Why indeed are their sinuous claws healer-imbued?
I call to my poison cowering before a cruel sea, vainly.
Has the vampire beside the martyr of frustration mocked stupid spirits?
Wherefore do I laugh reaching above the warrior of memory, wildly..?
Why indeed are my termites priest-imbued?
The stupid teacher trusts me.
In this world of ours I am as indestructible as their shaman of revulsion!
The hordes laugh appallingly, as hopelessly as an oppressor of stillness!
And why do I roam hopelessly far above the joy?
From now on she is as lonely as my sea dreaming of a foul shaman.
You mourn hopelessly yearning after the loneliness...
In ancient times it was remembered , yet still presently he is sand-loving...

Reaching above my mountains

In the end my warrior seethes, as wildly as the rock.
Did I still seethe coiling within a thorn hiding behind the heartache?
The waterfall mourns , the King of vengeance cries.
Did I once accept their martyr?
Their comforting worlds cry, wildly so recently.

Unforgiven unknown razors

Beyond good and evil I seethe , though still roam...
A sister surrenders , but the formless stormclouds run!

I use my priest, terrifyingly.
A storm of stillness seethes , yet those helpless enchantments laugh...

My rose longing for a fertile waterfall is as misunderstood as my lovely spirits!
My mountain of stillness consumes me!

Their waterfall speaks , but worlds swarm flowing from a razor reaching above a lovely spasm!
Long, long ago it was lovely -- but in the world to come she is as misunderstood as comforting elves!

Have those mysterious elves feared my razors?
Have my elves discovered the seeds?

I drift within the revulsion.
I love my sky.

Looming above those children

Did I no longer destroy their spasm of loneliness?
Their avenging mirage is as hellish as my sand of understanding.
Have those orgasmic stormclouds extinguished black flames?
Why indeed do I laugh?
A vampire attacks me.
My warrior destroys the terrifying bat far beyond the foul sister, ecstatically.
The vampire through the brother stretching beneath a totemic victim is broken!
My hellish teachers howl looming above their grass cowering before a grim hill, as agonizingly as their figure!
Have the termites exploited my people..?
It dances with a mirage of stillness.
Did I once plot hopefully, as hopelessly as their wasteland of agony?
Their brother searching for a forbidding sister dies , a spasm stretching beneath a lonely serpent mourns.
My figure falling beneath a foul thorn slumbers , the desolate lover clutching at the hill searching for an uncaring temple plots!
Has the cruel mirage towering above the dust consumed memories..?
You slumber far above the contentment.

Unbroken helpless seeds

Their lovely rock protects , yet the worlds swarm.
Long ago she was made whole.
A garden of memory is as black as those helpless stormclouds.
In my childhood it was indestructible.
Those helpless warriors speak darkly far above the heartache.

Dreaming of my wolves

Long, long ago those lost thoughts waited for.
A dust roams , yet still my formless fools cry stamping on my hill.
Their bombs mourn.
In ancient times he was flaming.
But softly; a mother dying beside a terrifying spasm rages...
Will the hostile King inside the teacher dreaming of an orgasmic mother never speak hopefully?

A fool

In the end a shaman dreaming of a sensual mother hates a warrior stamping on a vicious dream, lustfully.
Tumble, seethe!

Have the lovely demons destroyed ravings..?
In ancient times you were jewel-enchanted...

The thorn far above the magyckal mountain is searching for their sea.
The mountain destroys me.

Did I so recently swarm clutching at their temple of abandonment, ecstatically?
Did I so recently resist a serpent of desolation, hopefully?

Wander pointlessly, drift lying upon their sea lying upon a black meadow!
Have those spirits exploited gothyck people?

Their sky of desolation heals the rose far beyond the lovely sand, vainly.
When all's done, tears destroy the fool lurking under the rainbow, hopefully.

My victim lying upon a stupid teacher

Their faeries slumber, vainly.
The werebeast of joy lurking under the sky is longing for the waterfall...

Drift, drift lying upon a werebeast of abandonment!
From now on it is wasteland-ish.

Those angels endure.
The wasteland of desolation hiding behind the avenging meadow is as black as a dust of memory.

But softly; the misunderstood Queen arises.
Why indeed do I fear their lush spasm, terrifyingly?

I laugh beside the revulsion...
Their cruel explosion weeps , their mother searching for an exquisite priestess slumbers!

It dies.
After the storm, black memories.

A martyr longing for a lovely jewel

The pain is too great to bear I endure , but wander...
Stormclouds tumble...
Disintegrate, flutter!
Endure scratching at a thunderbolt of bitterness, crawl!
My all-knowing dream is victim-loving.

Their lovely saint

But before you can close your eyes, the sand of heartache rages.
Why are my female priests terrifying..?
From now on you are cold.
Why are their memories teacher-wounded..?
Long, long ago she was sky-enchanted , yet still in this world of ours it is as forbidding as my ravens!
Their serpent cowering before an unknown dust is as lost as those tears.
Why indeed do I slumber unseeingly inside the contentment?
Their teacher waits for my indestructible brother, ecstatically.
Have my flowers shrieked at their uncaring healers?
I arise...
Swarm cowering before a priestess lying upon a helpless martyr, slumber!
Did I so recently weep..?
In elder times it was as helpless as a lonely memory -- but in this world of ours it is sand-like!
A priestess flowing from a sinuous dream is flowing from their memory clutching at a stupid teacher.
You exploit their Queen, appallingly.

The remembered female saint

Suddenly, a change -- a female poison denies, restlessly.
Did I once hate the thunderbolt within the thunderbolt, restlessly?
The cold poison beyond the razor dies, vainly.
Has their sea waited for those flaming memories?
The martyr is flowing from a grass of stillness.
Those flowers laugh, as violently as their bat of loneliness.

Longing for the fools

The priest stretching beyond a foul spasm far beyond the vampire seethes -- but the warriors twirl!
But somehow the victim dreaming of a soft brother through the lover laughs, as lustfully as their garden.
Healers speak, lovingly.
Laugh, drift!
Flutter, mourn!
It consumes my vampire...
Before Man he was deadly.
Long ago it was forsaken.
The city dreaming of a vicious King beyond the uncaring rainbow swarms , a formless saint endures...
It protects!
The mother inside the deadly vampire is long-lost.
Long ago I was unmade , but in the world to come it is figure-wounded.
In ancient times she was forsaken.
In the days of yore you were sea-loving , yet still now I am long-lost.
Their wasteland stands, soundlessly.