Today I was a student*, and I felt so grateful that for once I didn’t have to prepare the lesson. I love it when my only job is to be open to new learning. I think I’ll be a student forever.
*Today was Day 1 of Nikki Myers weekend-long Y12SR training. I am so grateful to spend the next two days with other yoga teachers who are interested in learning about sustainable recovery from addiction, and who want to apply this learning to bring value to countless beings walking the path of recovery.
It doesn’t matter how much the winter kills you, and how dead you are by the end of it, how pale, how lifeless, how skeletal, how deeply and quietly you lie beneath the frozen surface of the earth— when spring comes, there is this perennial, irresistible force in you, that wakes up, comes alive, and sighs with the joy and the delight of living and blossoming, of rekindling the vital movement of air in lungs and blood in veins and power in voice. Come alive, come alive, come alive again. Spring is here, and it’s time to come out of hiding. Friends, it’s time to live again, so wake up, breathe, and join me in the garden. Let’s tend to one another’s blossoming and celebrate what we grow in the light of our love and joy.
Now it’s the conversation between the anxious one— the one who tries so hard to be good and doesn’t quite believe she’ll ever be good enough, and the relaxed one— the one who realizes it’s all good, and wants the anxious one to just relax, breathe, let it go, let life be. The relaxed one says to the anxious one: Sweetheart, you’re doing fine. Just breathe. Get still. Close your eyes. This life is beautiful. Can you feel it? I love you. Can you feel it? I admire you, respect you, cherish you. Can you believe it? And the anxious one replies, Well…if I could feel and believe all of that, we wouldn’t be having this conversation, now would we? The relaxed one laughs and gives the anxious one a hug, and hugs and hugs and hugs until the anxious one forgets what she was anxious about. Sometimes the most important part of a conversation has nothing to do with words.
When you woke up this morning, did you remember who you really are? Have you remembered yet today? If not, let me remind you, but first, S L O W L Y EXHALE ALL THE WAY, and then, S L O W L Y INHALE ALL THE WAY. There now, that’s better, isn’t it? ✨❤️✨ You are pure consciousness in a physical body standing on a tiny blue dot in the middle of infinite space. You are a single cell on that blue dot, a subatomic particle of the atom in which you live, and yet your consciousness is bigger than the universe. Can you open in awareness of this vastness? Can you feel out to the farthest reaches of space, can you sense into the urge to expand forever? Can you take on the awareness of a star, burning in your desire to express your light? Can you spin the way a planet spins, can you feel its mass, and can you sense the momentum it has attained in its embrace of the cosmic dance? And YOU, how about your embrace? You are the center of the universe, did you know that? You are, in this very second, entirely surrounded, held, seen, known, loved and cherished by the force that created you (and you can call it what you want!) You are sovereign in your center, holding the consciousness of the cosmos. Now that you’ve remembered that the entire universe is yours to command, what now will you do?
Here is how we move until we awaken to our true nature: aimless, blind, lost wondering in an infinitely vast desert, no clue where home is. Here is how we move when we have awakened to our true nature: light, spacious, connected dancing in an infintely vast home, contained and opened simultaneously by the source of Love itself.