At first - I didn’t recognize it for what it is.
Has it been THAT long? I wondered.
And then…..of course.
It’s nothing other than a good ol’ fashioned barn dance.
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At first - I didn’t recognize it for what it is.
Has it been THAT long? I wondered.
And then…..of course.
It’s nothing other than a good ol’ fashioned barn dance.
Arriving here today - I’m feeling the need to pause and honor this moment in time.
THIRTEEN YEARS.
It began as a daily exercise in simply seeing what it is that I’m looking at…in showing up…in being present for whatever the moment holds.
It began when my children were still in high school…while my mother was still alive.
It began as an extension of my daily yoga practice - where discipline and creativity meet.
Never was there any thought or intention of it becoming this.
Never would I have imagined how - this - would mark the days and weeks and months and years.
The passage of time.
Children have grown and flown. They’re now raising babies of their own.
I’m no longer just ‘Mom’…I now answer to ‘Nana’ too.
I ask myself - what is true for today?
In these past weeks and months - there have been too many changes.
In one breath - I’m feeling the gravitational pull to shift with all else in this uncertain universe.
In the next - I’m grateful for the persistency and consistency…for the gift of this.
It grounds. It focuses. It provides me a space to share my he’art’.
Time ages. It offers perspective. It allows us to let go and to grow.
On this auspicious anniversary date.
I know only that I know nothing at all.
Like this sweet calf shyly peeking out at me.
Every day - a new beginning.
One thought - only - here I am.
While her friends are all clustered in the hen house…
She chose social distancing and found herself free to roam.