I’m not sure
I could put into words
how grateful I feel
that I am paid
to help people relax,
and awaken to the present moment.
I LOVE MY JOB
I LOVE MY JOB
I LOVE MY JOB.
When I think about the number of people
who hate their jobs
and who are putting in time
just waiting for the weekend
It really hits me how fortunate I am
to look forward to going into work,
to smile and laugh
and breathe and share,
to know that my life energy
is bringing real benefit
to the students who come to see me
(and their children, spouses, colleagues,
neighbors, pets, etc. etc. etc.)
I go to sleep at night knowing
that the world is a better place
for my being here.
Wow. Wow. Wowie wow wow!
Thank you life.
Thank you for my beautiful, wonderful job.
Who am I to dream,
to believe these dreams could be fulfilled?
Who am I to envision,
to see myself serving in a bigger way?
Who am I to imagine,
to fantasize that the Divine wants me
just as much as I want it?
I have no idea who I am,
but I know that I am not
who I once thought I was.
God bless this journey
toward the unknowable destiny
of my dreams, visions and heart.
Bless the questions that I ask,
that they may swell into
wide open doorways of possibility.
Let me surrender into this process
of asking again and again,
Who am I
I can understand
it’s the asking—
not the knowing—
that calls life
back home to life.
There’s a fire in my belly,
a drive to speak, to move,
to bring something up and out,
something strong, courageous,
something helpful, meaningful.
I pray to God…
Guide me to know what to do with this fire.
Let me express it in a way that it will warm
instead of burn,
help, instead of hinder.
Let this time here be meaningful.
Show me how to serve in a way
that brings us together
and lifts us up.
What if all of these struggles
were there to help me grow stronger?
What if this strength
will help me to better serve the world?
What if this was the plan all along,
that I am pushed out of the nest
and forced to fly?
Thinking about expanding my offerings,
wanting to reach out, help out more,
Whom do I feel called to serve?
The answer is…Everyone.
Moms who are hard on themselves.
People who long to express themselves creatively
but who feel too scared..
People who want to escape the daily grind
but don’t know how…
Those who are suicidal
Those who are self-critical
Those who long to be free
of the constraints that were handed to them.
I feel called to serve everyone.
So now I ask
God, how do I navigate this?
How do I answer this calling?
And God says
Just keep breathing.
It will all be clear soon enough.
For now, do your practices;
breathe deeply. Trust. Have faith.
You are on the right track.
Just a little reminder about self-care
for those of you who might need it…
Friend, take care of your precious self.
You do not need to ask permission.
There is no reason to believe
that getting your needs met is selfish.
Any act of loving self-care
is an act of service to humanity.
Don’t believe me?
Who will serve better—
She who is exhausted
or she who is well-rested?
Who will have the energy
to reach his deepest potential—
He who is starving
or he who is nourished?
It’s so simple, isn’t it?
If you want to have love to give,
love yourself first and foremost,
and let this love spill over
into the minds and hearts
of everyone around you.
Yes, you can give yourself
the rest, the nourishment,
the beauty, the caring,
the gentleness that you need.
You’re worth it!