day 31 . . . rekindling the inner spirit
yesterday was my birthday.
i wasn't really paying much attention to it. i had other things on my mind. actually, its really just one pretty heavy *thing* something i've been lugging around for a few days. something that begs so much attention. zaps my energy. and depletes my joy.
hey - this kind of stuff happens to us all. a parent gets sick. a friend moves away. job becomes stressful. a relationship unravels. faith falters. heart breaks.
that's just the way life is. sometimes its a fabulous ride . . . and sometimes its just not. sometimes you coast along with ease . . . and other times its a windy dangerous path that seems to loom ahead.
but see, here's the thing. we're not alone. i'm not alone.
the past few days, i'd hoped to go a bit underground. allow my day to go unnoticed, and me along with it.
but no. because everywhere i look and everywhere i turn, there are people who care. people who love me. people who support me. and no matter how hard i would try - there's just no avoiding them. and they're all carrying yoga mats - i swear!
i'm sure they've actually been there all along, but it wasn't until i really needed them, that i noticed. or appreciated. isn't that the way it always goes?
albert schwietzer once said:
in everyone's life, at some time, our inner fire goes out. it is then burst into flame by an encounter with another human being. we should be thankful for those people who rekindle the inner spirit
and i am.
i wasn't really paying much attention to it. i had other things on my mind. actually, its really just one pretty heavy *thing* something i've been lugging around for a few days. something that begs so much attention. zaps my energy. and depletes my joy.
hey - this kind of stuff happens to us all. a parent gets sick. a friend moves away. job becomes stressful. a relationship unravels. faith falters. heart breaks.
that's just the way life is. sometimes its a fabulous ride . . . and sometimes its just not. sometimes you coast along with ease . . . and other times its a windy dangerous path that seems to loom ahead.
but see, here's the thing. we're not alone. i'm not alone.
the past few days, i'd hoped to go a bit underground. allow my day to go unnoticed, and me along with it.
but no. because everywhere i look and everywhere i turn, there are people who care. people who love me. people who support me. and no matter how hard i would try - there's just no avoiding them. and they're all carrying yoga mats - i swear!
i'm sure they've actually been there all along, but it wasn't until i really needed them, that i noticed. or appreciated. isn't that the way it always goes?
albert schwietzer once said:
in everyone's life, at some time, our inner fire goes out. it is then burst into flame by an encounter with another human being. we should be thankful for those people who rekindle the inner spirit
and i am.
Peggy, I have been really enjoying your blog. (I get the automatic emails.) I have a great picture of me from last summer I should send you - doing a headstand on a windsurfer board in the middle of a lake. My mom put it in her Christmas letter!! -Deborah West
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