Yoga with Lien

16/11/2025

"What is worry?"
"It's the thief that steal today's peace, while pretending to prepare you for tomorrow."

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"Cos'è la preoccupazione?"
"È il ladro che ruba la pace di oggi, mentre finge di prepararti per il domani."

Worry often disguises itself as responsibility.
It whispers that it is protecting you, preparing you, keeping you safe.
But beneath that illusion, it quietly drains your strength long before tomorrow arrives.

It takes the mind away from the present moment, pulling you into imagined futures,
into storms that never come, into fears that fade the moment you stop feeding them.

Peace is always here—
in your breath, in the stillness behind your thoughts, in the space where nothing is demanded of you.

But worry steals that peace, one thought at a time, one “what if” at a time.

Letting go doesn’t mean being careless.
It means trusting that you can meet tomorrow when it comes,
with the clarity and calm that only today can give you.

When you release worry,
you return to yourself—
steady, grounded, and fully alive in the only moment that truly matters: this one... 🌿

06/11/2025

"If I am mindful, concentrated, I'll be full of insight. I can see that the cloud can never die. It can become snow, rain, or ice, but it can never become nothing. So I touch the nature of no birth and no death of the cloud. And if I continue, I can see myself having that nature of no birth and no death. And if I can touch deeply the nature of no birth and no death in me, I'm free from fear, fear of dying, fear of becoming nothing."

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"Ma se sono consapevole, concentrato/a, sarò pieno/a di intuizione. Posso vedere che la nuvola non può mai morire. Può diventare neve, pioggia o ghiaccio, ma non può mai diventare nulla. Quindi tocco la natura di non-nascita e non-morte della nuvola. E se continuo, posso vedere me stesso con quella natura di non-nascita e non-morte. E se riesco a toccare profondamente la natura di non-nascita e non-morte in me, sono libero/a dalla paura, dalla paura di morire, dalla paura di diventare nulla."

27/10/2025

“The pain of life is like this salt — the amount never changes.
But the bitterness you taste depends on the vessel you hold it in.
If your heart is small like this glass, pain will make it bitter.
But if you become vast like the river —the same pain will dissolve in peace.”

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“Il dolore della vita è come questo sale: la sua quantità non cambia mai.
Ma l'amarezza che assapori dipende dal recipiente in cui lo tieni.
Se il tuo cuore è piccolo come questo bicchiere, il dolore lo renderà amaro.
Ma se diventi vasto come il fiume, lo stesso dolore si dissolverà nella pace.”

Why We Feel Hurt ?

One peaceful morning, a saint sat beneath a banyan tree by the river.
His disciples gathered around him, eager to learn.

A young man came forward and asked softly,
“Master, why do good people still get hurt?
Even when they love deeply, they are betrayed.
Even when they speak kindly, they are misunderstood.”

The saint looked at him with kind eyes and said,
“Bring me a glass of water… and a handful of salt.”

The disciple did as told.
The saint dropped the salt into the glass and said,
“Now drink it.”

The disciple took a sip and immediately spat it out.
“It’s too bitter, Master.”

The saint smiled.
“Now take the same salt… and throw it into the river.”

The disciple obeyed.
The saint asked, “Now drink from the river.”

The disciple knelt, drank from the flowing water, and said,
“It tastes pure and refreshing.”

The saint looked into his eyes and said gently,
“The pain of life is like this salt — the amount never changes.
But the bitterness you taste depends on the vessel you hold it in.
If your heart is small like this glass, pain will make it bitter.
But if you become vast like the river —the same pain will dissolve in peace.”

The disciple stood silent, tears forming in his eyes.
He understood that it was never the pain,
but the narrowness of the heart that made it unbearable.

🌻 Takeaway:

Don’t pray for a life without pain.
Pray for a heart wide enough to hold it with peace.
The salt will always be there…but you can always choose to be the river.🌊

23/10/2025

“This leaf will soon fall. It doesn’t resist. The wind will take it somewhere new. Is that chaos or harmony?”

“The river never asks why it bends. The fire doesn’t question why it burns. Everything simply is. When you stop trying to make sense of life, life starts making sense in its own way.”

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"Questa foglia cadrà presto. Non resiste. Il vento la porterà in un posto nuovo. È caos o armonia?"

"Il fiume non si chiede mai perché si piega. Il fuoco non si chiede perché brucia. Tutto semplicemente è. Quando smetti di cercare di dare un senso alla vita, la vita inizia ad avere un senso a modo suo."

"The Paradox of Sense”

Once upon a time in a quiet monastery nestled between mountains, two monks sat beneath a vast blue sky.

The younger monk, burdened by thoughts, sighed and said,
“Nothing makes sense. The world feels upside down — pain follows joy, loss follows love, and peace seems nowhere to be found.”

The elder monk smiled gently, watching the clouds drift by.
“It does, doesn’t it?” he replied.

The young monk frowned. “How can chaos make sense?”

The elder monk picked up a leaf and held it against the sunlight. “This leaf will soon fall. It doesn’t resist. The wind will take it somewhere new. Is that chaos or harmony?”

The younger monk was silent.

The elder continued, “The river never asks why it bends. The fire doesn’t question why it burns. Everything simply is. When you stop trying to make sense of life, life starts making sense in its own way.”

From that day, the young monk stopped wrestling with the world. He learned to sit quietly, breathe, and trust that even when nothing made sense — it still did.

Peace begins when you stop needing everything to make sense.

✨ Takeaway:
When you stop forcing life to fit your understanding, peace quietly enters.
Not everything is meant to be solved — some things are meant to be experienced.
In surrender, even chaos finds its rhythm. 🌿

29/04/2025

'A mind that lives in division cannot love.'

04/04/2025

08/01/2025

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒔𝒆

𝐴 𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑒𝑜𝑢𝑠 𝑚𝑎𝑛 𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑑 𝑛𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑒𝑟.
𝐹𝑜𝑟 𝑛𝑜 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑜𝑛, ℎ𝑖𝑠 ℎ𝑜𝑟𝑠𝑒 𝑟𝑎𝑛 𝑜𝑓𝑓 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑎𝑟𝑏𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑎𝑛 𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦.
𝐸𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑡 𝑠𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑦 𝑓𝑜𝑟 ℎ𝑖𝑚.
𝐻𝑖𝑠 𝑓𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑠𝑝𝑜𝑘𝑒:
"𝑊ℎ𝑜 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤𝑠 𝑖𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑤𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑏𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑔𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑙𝑢𝑐𝑘?"
𝑆𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑙 𝑚𝑜𝑛𝑡ℎ𝑠 𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑟,
ℎ𝑖𝑠 ℎ𝑜𝑟𝑠𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑎 𝑔𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑝 𝑜𝑓 𝑏𝑎𝑟𝑏𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑎𝑛 ℎ𝑜𝑟𝑠𝑒𝑠.
𝐸𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑔𝑟𝑎𝑡𝑢𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑖𝑚.
𝐻𝑖𝑠 𝑓𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑠𝑝𝑜𝑘𝑒:
"𝑊ℎ𝑜 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤𝑠 𝑖𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑤𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑏𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑏𝑎𝑑 𝑙𝑢𝑐𝑘?"
𝑁𝑜𝑤 ℎ𝑖𝑠 ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑟𝑖𝑐ℎ 𝑖𝑛 ℎ𝑜𝑟𝑠𝑒𝑠
𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑜𝑛 𝑚𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑗𝑜𝑦.
𝐻𝑒 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑏𝑟𝑜𝑘𝑒 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑙𝑒𝑔.
𝐸𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑡 𝑠𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑦 𝑓𝑜𝑟 ℎ𝑖𝑚.
𝐻𝑖𝑠 𝑓𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑠𝑝𝑜𝑘𝑒:
"𝑊ℎ𝑜 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤𝑠 𝑖𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑤𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑏𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑔𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑙𝑢𝑐𝑘?"
𝑂𝑛𝑒 𝑦𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑟,
𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑎𝑟𝑏𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑎𝑛𝑠 𝑖𝑛𝑣𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑐𝑟𝑜𝑠𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑒𝑟.
𝐴𝑑𝑢𝑙𝑡 𝑚𝑒𝑛 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑛𝑔 𝑢𝑝 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑏𝑜𝑤𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑤𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒.
𝑁𝑖𝑛𝑒 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑡𝑒𝑛 𝑏𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑠 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑘𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑑,
𝑒𝑥𝑐𝑒𝑝𝑡 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑜𝑛 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑜𝑓 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑏𝑟𝑜𝑘𝑒𝑛 𝑙𝑒𝑔.
𝐹𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑜𝑛 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑏𝑜𝑡ℎ 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑣𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑑.

𝐻𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒: 𝐵𝑎𝑑 𝑙𝑢𝑐𝑘 𝑏𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 𝑔𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑙𝑢𝑐𝑘
𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑔𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑙𝑢𝑐𝑘 𝑏𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 𝑏𝑎𝑑 𝑙𝑢𝑐𝑘.
𝑇ℎ𝑖𝑠 ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑠 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑒𝑛𝑑
𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑛𝑜𝑏𝑜𝑑𝑦 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑖𝑡.

𝐺𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑙𝑢𝑐𝑘 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑏𝑎𝑑 𝑙𝑢𝑐𝑘 𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑒𝑎𝑐ℎ 𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟
𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑖𝑡 𝑖𝑠 𝑑𝑖𝑓𝑓𝑖𝑐𝑢𝑙𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑒𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒.

This parable tells the story of a farmer who lives close to the border with the barbarian territories. Despite various events happen which bring significant consequences, he remains an unwavering equanimity. His wisdoms are shown in his calmly accepting life as it. For the cosmic nature is changeable, impermanent and unpredictable.

In the new year,
may everyone gain abundantly in health and peace.
May you live fully in the present,
stay calm and receptive.
A blessing is in disguise.

Namaste,
Lien 💛

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𝐈𝐥 𝐯𝐞𝐜𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐨 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐥 𝐬𝐮𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨

Un uomo virtuoso viveva vicino al confine.
Senza motivo, il suo cavallo fuggì in territorio barbaro.
Tutti erano dispiaciuti per lui.
Suo padre parlò:
"Chissà che questo non ti porti fortuna?"
Diversi mesi dopo,
il suo cavallo tornò con un gruppo di cavalli barbari.
Tutti si sono congratulati con lui.
Suo padre parlò:
"Chissà che questo non ti porti sfortuna?"
Ora la sua casa è ricca di cavalli
e il figlio montò di gioia.
È caduto e si è rotto una gamba.
Tutti erano dispiaciuti per lui.
Suo padre parlò:
"Chissà che questo non ti porti fortuna?"
Un anno dopo,
i barbari invasero oltre confine.
Gli uomini adulti tendevano gli archi e andavano in battaglia.
Nove residenti di frontiera su dieci sono stati uccisi,
tranne il figlio a causa della gamba rotta.
Padre e figlio erano entrambi sopravvissuti.

Quindi: la sfortuna porta fortuna
e la buona fortuna porta sfortuna.
Ciò accade senza fine
e nessuno può stimarlo.

La buona fortuna e la sfortuna si creano a vicenda
ed è difficile prevederne il cambiamento.

Questa parabola racconta la storia di un contadino che vive vicino al confine con i territori barbari. Nonostante siano accaduti vari eventi che hanno portato conseguenze significative, rimane un'equanimità incrollabile. La sua saggezza è mostrata nel suo accettare con calma la vita così com'è. Perché la natura cosmica è mutevole, impermanente e imprevedibile.

Nel nuovo anno,
che tutti acquistino abbondantemente in salute e in pace.
Possiate vivere pienamente nel presente,
rimanendo calmi e ricettivi.
Una benedizione è travestita.

Namaste,
Lien 💛

07/12/2024

"Leggi la tua mente e il tuo cuore. È il libro migliore; in quella lettura, troverai tutto sulla vita."

Read your own mind and your own heart. That is the greatest book; in that reading, you will find everything about life. You don’t have to turn to the printed word; there is no need for sacred books.

J. Krishnamurti
From Public Discussion 1, New Delhi, 2 February 1962

27/10/2024

"Yoga is eternal. It is evergreen and timeless. It is the answer to the endless stresses modern-day life brings us. Yoga brings balance to our lives, calms the restless mind, and brings us to a point of complete stillness. It is then that we discover our true selves." - B.K.S. Iyengar

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"Lo yoga è eterno. È sempreverde e senza tempo. È la risposta allo stress infinito che la vita moderna ci porta. Lo yoga porta equilibrio nella nostra vita, calma la mente inquieta e ci porta a un punto di completa quiete. È allora che scopriamo il nostro vero sé." - B.K.S. Iyengar

11/10/2024

Ci mancano pochi giorni prima della partenza del nuovo corso. Imparerai come tornare al corpo proprio, stare con il respiro e calmare la mente.