Love is everywhere…
Hello Friends! From now on, I will be posting my blog on Mondays, so we can apply these tidbits of yogic wisdom throughout the week.
I’m starting the year off with full disclosure. Recently I have noticed myself becoming pre-occupied with the drama of world news, particularly the death of the med student in India.
India, of all places! The motherland…the birthplace of yoga, where my soul awakened to love and truth! How is it humanly possible to inflict such violence on another?
After realizing that my despair for humanity was stealing precious moments of my life, I decided to call on my step-dad, who is steeped in theology, psychology and hard earned wisdom.
To my inquiry, this was his response:
“Sometimes, the best way out is in. Instead of shutting your pain down, the next time you meditate, why don’t you go into it? Allowing yourself to feel it fully may free you up emotionally. You may also find in the center of your pain, a reservoir of compassion and forgiveness that wasn’t accessible before.”
He then shared a poignant quote from Les Miserable “Sometimes there is a grief that knows no words and a pain that goes on and on.” I agreed, especially if we stay locked in tragedy.
But the final piece of advice inspired hope and affirmed my diligent efforts to re-create the human story in the small way that I might. He reminded me that how we live individually has a definite effect on the whole, and encouraged me to keep on doing the work.
Grateful for his spiritual guidance, I hung up and slid back into the fabric of my life. Not long after, I felt a strong pull to go to the window. After curiously gazing out over the snowy blanket that covered the yard, something caught my eye.
The only tracks in the snow were tire marks made from a neighbor who’d backed out of their yard. Somehow the tracks had made a distinctive design right in front of my house: two beautiful chubby hearts.
We must remember that there is always love here for us, sometimes we just need to look for it.
Happy New Year!
Jenny