Balanced Mind with Julie Potiker

Julie Potiker leads you through this compassionate breath meditation followed by her poem, "Aspen Trees".This version ends with music allowing you to drift off into sleep.Aspen Trees, by Julie PotikerThe pale grey trunks welcome metheir black eyes and thick painterly designsthousands of delicate arms swaying in the wind.A blink in time laterthe branches are deckedin shimmering green clothesmillions of sequins dancing in the sun.Above the soft roar of the river,birds flaunting spangled dressesin

Julie Potiker leads you through this compassionate breath meditation followed by her poem, "Aspen Trees".Aspen Trees, by Julie PotikerThe pale grey trunks welcome metheir black eyes and thick painterly designsthousands of delicate arms swaying in the wind.A blink in time laterthe branches are deckedin shimmering green clothesmillions of sequins dancing in the sun.Above the soft roar of the river,birds flaunting spangled dressesin flashes of lemon, ruby and emeraldcommunicate in bird language.I w

Use your breath to focus on compassion through this guided meditation led by Julie Potiker. She completes the meditation with the poem, "An Ode to Thistle Seeds", by Sam AureliAn Ode to Thistle SeedsI catch you during my morning ritual—specks of light caught in the low angleof a late spring sun.Lift, dip, tilt—some of you in a hurry,others meander, carried more by whim than wind.No two of you take the same path.One of you snags in the thorny clutchof the hawthorns tangled branch,another settles

Use your breath to focus on compassion through this guided meditation led by Julie Potiker. She completes the meditation with the poem, "An Ode to Thistle Seeds", by Sam Aureli.An Ode to Thistle SeedsI catch you during my morning ritual—specks of light caught in the low angleof a late spring sun.Lift, dip, tilt—some of you in a hurry,others meander, carried more by whim than wind.No two of you take the same path.One of you snags in the thorny clutchof the hawthorns tangled branch,another settles

Breathe in peace for yourself and others through this guided meditation led by Julie Potiker. She completes the meditation with the poem, "Can You Hear It?", by Paula Gordon Lepp. There are days when,although I try to open myselfto wonder, wonder justwon't be found. Or perhaps,it is more accurate to sayon those days I am simplyblind to what the worldhas to offeruntil I look down, and there,beside the sidewalk,are blades of grass completelyenrobed in ice, shimmeringin the glow of the setting sun

Breathe in peace for yourself and others through this guided meditation led by Julie Potiker. She completes the meditation with the poem, "Can You Hear It?", by Paula Gordon Lepp. This version ends with music- allowing you to drift off into sleep. There are days when,although I try to open myselfto wonder, wonder justwon't be found. Or perhaps,it is more accurate to sayon those days I am simplyblind to what the worldhas to offeruntil I look down, and there,beside the sidewalk,are blades of gra