Emily's Nov. Inspiration Leavin'On a Jet Plane
So I'm leavin' on a jet plane - as I write I'm on my way to the Motherland. I can remember chanting at Jivamutkti with Sharon back in the nineties when first introduced to yoga, and somehow feeling so home. Home with the Sanskrit, with the shapes, and the bowing down. Which is where I am right now, down on my knees grateful for my life and where it's at. Grateful for who is beside me. My family and friends and beloved. People keep telling me I won't come back the same. Which is scary. Like what you do mean? Maybe I don't want to change.
Within the fear is the practice of impermanence. That we give love and blessings to the moment. And not at all take issue with the truth that the moment, will change. You will shift. You will not be in the same place always. This is life. We live, we die, we evolve. We change. The fear is to be managed, alchemized into love instead so that we may enjoy each moment of our life without distraction of anxiety or doubt. A thirteen year old told me yesterday over breakfast that you can do anything. You can manifest whatever you want and life should be daring, it should be lived. As she finished her hash browns I took it as a sign.
Can we trust...? Can we believe that there is a higher being watching over us, letting it all unfold as it should? Can we stop forcing or gripping or controlling long enough to laugh, and leap and flow? Because the truth is, we can jet anywhere. Within every moment, we are free – if we surrender. If we let go, if we die. And that maybe I'll return not recognizing or having lost myself, but having discovered more of myself – more of the beauty and love around me. That we can trust. That we can count on.
Catch you on the flip side,