It’s still February, which means it’s still all about love on this blog (though love will be featured in many forms well beyond this month).
Right now I’m feeling the tingle of new love. It is the love of an unexpected dream, becoming clearer ever day and slowly becoming real.
I felt this feeling when I was dating my now husband at the start, and as the romance began to weave its way into my daily life. I felt this feeling when I unrolled my mat for the second time and still had no idea what to expect, only that I was meant to be there. I am feeling this feeling now, as I am beginning to discover a part of myself all grown up, but with a youthful relish I’d thought long since dormant.
I miss my mat and am looking forward to resume my asana practice (next week), but have been well Yoga-nourished through writing, breathing and blossoming in unexpected ways.
It will be a long journey to get my body reacquainted with the physical practice, but the good news is that I get to fall in love all over again. I get to practice patience with myself, leaving a lot of room to grow perhaps not into the self I was but the person I can be.
So, as I’m returning to more than just a beginner’s mind, but a beginner’s body as well, I am returning to the sensation of falling in love. And, while I’m growing a new business and forging ahead in the direction of my dream, I am falling dizzily in love with possibility.
There’s poetry in falling, whether it’s with a person, a direction, an experience, yourself or something altogether different. There’s beauty in knowing that you can be true to your love and at the same time, fall in love the rest of your life.
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