Friday, 3 February 2012

Sweet patience

I’ve done a lot of yoga this year. Yes, I’m aware it’s only February. However, I think it’s fair to say 65 hours is a lot of practice. I count, don’t ask, I do.

There are days when inspiration seems to pile up in the expression of movement. There are days when I can’t seem to put one asana in front of another. There are days when I just want to be able to do that pose. I get that a lot, being impatient. Right now I suspect strongly it is my Sadhana, this is a less I need to learn and the Universe is going to keep on giving it to me until I get the hint. Or don’t.

The Universe is like that.

 So I can choose to rebel against or I can try and figure out what it really means to me right in this moment. That’s all we’re ever invited to do. Live in this moment, what is there right here, right now that I can dedicate myself fully to. We might not like it, we might not think it’s “perfect”, nothing ever is. We just get to show up and participate.

That’s when it all gets a bit juicy. Seriously, anything can be a life enhancing moment. I sing in the shower, I actually sing everywhere. It makes people smile and it definitely makes others smile.

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