There is a secret to love. It’s unique in its nature.
That is, the more you love the more you can love.
I whispered this truth over and over in my eldest daughter’s ear when our second daughter was born, and again to both of them when our third arrived. This simple profundity is clearer every day.
Love.
I am baffled by this expansive force. There are times I can’t imagine loving my children more than I do in that moment and then tomorrow comes and I do. When I think I have enough friends, that love is stretched to the limit, I meet someone I feel I’ve known my whole life and realize there are no limits to loving. I think of the love my husband and I felt for each other on our wedding day and now see it as the bud it was, watching it flourish every day.
Yoga weaves a similar sense of boundlessness which is no less baffling. How is it that these physical poses and stretches can be so magical? Is the partnership of breath and mindfulness that powerful? What is it about this practice and its philosophies that inspire such strong feelings and experiences on and off the mat?
Love.
Whether it’s a family member, friend or experience, there are similarities which encourage this mystery of love to unfold. Each is a landscape of discovery, opening up to possibility with every new moment.
Love is life's permission to explore and rejoice, be still and recognize a universal sadness. It is whole and ever-growing.
Remember, the secret of love is that the more you love, the more room you have to love. Don’t keep it to yourself; spread the word.
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