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All I Have

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Hey, Inner Critic,
it’s time we had a chat.
You see, you can stop
telling me I have to figure it all out,
because
no one has it all figured out.
We’re all in a process of becoming.
So stop it already with the pressure,
and the anxiety, and the belief
that I have to be more, do more, have more.
When I’m free of you for just a moment,
it’s actually quite pleasant.
I can breathe and feel free in this moment,
all I ever have.

Learning to Trust the Self

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Learning to trust the Self…
not the little ego self
that’s always wanting and grasping
and never satisfied,
but the Divine Self,
the deeper, more expansive Self,
the One who moves with the currents of Nature
and who listens and waits
underneath the noise and turbulence
of our contrived human sorrow.
The One who waits for us to wake up,
and pause, and breathe
and see how beautiful peace is—
this is the One I practice to know,
this is the One I show up for every morning,
this is the One I am when I become still
and close my eyes, and journey inwards…
This is the One I am learning to trust.

Beautiful Present

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Ahhhhh….awake early, before six.

A quiet meditation, prayer and song.

A gorgeous walk along the canal,

the river lower than I’ve ever seen it,

revealing water-carved stones,

jagged edges smoothed

by the relentless flow of life.

Breakfast, reheated leftovers

from last night’s dinner—delicious.

Then energy work.

Then a second breakfast…

Perfectly easy to peel hard-boiled eggs,

tea, berries.

Then drum circle,

and I was moved nearly to tears

to sit with these beloveds

and share a moment together,

Connecting through rhythm

and the space between the pulses

of our drum beats, our heart beats.

Then lunch, ahh…nourishment.

When I taught my yoga classes

it felt like such a privilege,

so sacred to witness these beings

finding center, finding stillness, breathing…

And then a beautiful snack with tea

in the afternoon sun,

and I think my heart might burst

at the light kissing all the leaves golden,

and the crispness of the air

and the blueness of the sky

and the openness of my mind

finally coming home,

finally coming home

to rest in this beautiful present moment.

Allow

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Back and forth
and back and forth
between the two worlds.
And slowly what was before
is transferred over to what is now.
If I keep taking this stuff with me
wherever I go,
I’ll keep having the same experiences
over and over and over.
I’m ready for something different,
but I need to learn to let go.
I can hear the shaming voice,
the one who blames me,
who tells me I never get anything right.
And then I need to just sit and breathe
and remember,
I can’t get this wrong.
No matter what happens,
life will hold me.
Can I surrender into this infinite embrace,
and just allow what is to be?

My Work

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I love how it doesn’t matter how much
I’ve attempted to stay present but failed miserably…
I love that no matter how many times my mind
hijacked my consciousness with thoughts of the past
or thoughts of the future,
the present always holds me.
I always am here.
I always am now.
My work is to know this deeply,
integrating awareness of the present moment
through bodily sensations,
through breath,
through the intention to be of service.
I see the perfection of my journey,
how all experiences led me to this moment.
All I can feel now…
…is gratitude.