My lovely, radiant, all-things-wonderful yoga teacher Sonya reads a bit of poetry or prose at the beginning and end of our shavasana. Sometimes I’m already zoned out in my own space by the moment she starts to speak; other times I delve right into those words and they usually end up being something I needed to hear. Today, there was a smile tugging at the corners of my mouth after the first phrase – I knew it was going to be a good one.
It’s rigged — everything, in your favor. So there is nothing to worry about.
Is there some position you want, some office, some acclaim, some award, some con, some lover, maybe two, maybe three, maybe four — all at once,
maybe a relationship with God?
I know there is a gold mine in you, when you find it
the wonderment of the earth’s gifts
you will lay aside as naturally as does a child a doll.
But, dear, how sweet you look to me kissing the unreal:
comfort, fulfill yourself, in any way possible — do that until you ache, until you ache,
then come to me again.
(P.S. Here is my unceremonious unveiling of a new website name. Ta da! Quiet your applause, please. It felt appropriate to try something new on as I enter this next stage of my life. The old address will redirect for the next few months, although most of you follow links that I post so hopefully no one gets lost along the way. Bloglovin’ peeps you can update your feeds here!)