7.8.2008

For every old sock there is an old shoe…

I realise how little I have been writing this week, even though my mind has been pretty busy. Yet today some things have shifted and I feel a lot lighter after a few long conversations I have had with John and Lucy. I also found more strength and faith in the yoga today during John's class. His voice is so deeply engraved in my heart now that I feel that his place in my life has grown a lot bigger. And simply watching him in his daily life, working so hard on the property, constantly creating with enthusiasm and love, and how he interacts with his Lucy and the kids is just amazing. And this is a man who is 50years old; this is a man who has taken his 93year old guru as his teacher and example in life. He surely knows that physically and mentally there is no excuse to get lazy or give up on life. His daily yoga at 5.30am (I am yet to see him miss a practise) keeps him so rooted, so still and calm that even with the turbulences in life he finds his feet again.

And we pondered with Lucy about the universe, its teachings; the lessons we need to learn…and yet often can miss the point when we get caught up in it all. And for the first time today, after 3-4 months of heart ache I managed to step outside the box and simply observed the misery I had been creating for myself, the boundaries I allowed others to push and pull, and the games I got sucked into…It's become so clear that I have found my feet and stamp them hard to get my energy back.

So as I feel whole again and feel that old sock I am, I'm happy to wear the old shoe now!