day 33 . . . we are what we repeatedly do
i have this friend who - every time she wishes for something, its as if it drops from the sky and into her lap. 
i tease her. say, i want to rub your belly and make my own wishes. cast your magic to work its spell on me.
only its not really magic. truth is, she does her work too.
you see, though we may speak aloud our deepest desires, our actions too often, disagree.
its like the woman who yearns for true love . . . but dates only unavailable men. or the man who desires more time with his kids . . . yet misses family dinners in favor of business meetings. or the person who has a vision of what their life should be like . . . but not as willing to make the changes necessary.
its not enough to hope - for alone it is only an illusion. dreams may tell us what's possible - but only when put into action, can they ever become a reality. because wishing & willing are so very different.
my friend doesn't just alert the universe to what she fancies; she works in tandem with the divine forces to then see it happen. that's right, she rolls up her sleeves and puts in the labor while waiting for the universe to provide. and so, yes, very often exactly what she hopes will happen - DOES.
how does this tie in to my 33rd consecutive day of a yoga practice?
aristotle once said, *we are what we repeatedly do*
for the past few years, i've been half-heartedly working on *the book* ~ i wish for it. hope. but put pen to paper? i thought it would just write itself, i suppose!
so these 40 days have been as much about writing for me, as its been about yoga. my practice is not really about asana - but disciplne instead. doing my work. walking my talk.
now wouldn't you know it, but for the past few weeks, i've had writing assignments lining up at my door. one right after the other. hardly time to catch my breath between. in fact, i've banged out more copy the past 21 days than i had produced in the entire preceding 6 months. is this the universe answering my prayer . . or me simply doing my work?
my mom came to my house tonight. she said she had a surprise. to my absolute delight, she had brought me something that was actually mine from 30 years ago. seems just this week, she'd stumbled across it. the timing and relevance almost takes my breath.
i tease her. say, i want to rub your belly and make my own wishes. cast your magic to work its spell on me.
only its not really magic. truth is, she does her work too.
you see, though we may speak aloud our deepest desires, our actions too often, disagree.
its like the woman who yearns for true love . . . but dates only unavailable men. or the man who desires more time with his kids . . . yet misses family dinners in favor of business meetings. or the person who has a vision of what their life should be like . . . but not as willing to make the changes necessary.
its not enough to hope - for alone it is only an illusion. dreams may tell us what's possible - but only when put into action, can they ever become a reality. because wishing & willing are so very different.
my friend doesn't just alert the universe to what she fancies; she works in tandem with the divine forces to then see it happen. that's right, she rolls up her sleeves and puts in the labor while waiting for the universe to provide. and so, yes, very often exactly what she hopes will happen - DOES.
how does this tie in to my 33rd consecutive day of a yoga practice?
aristotle once said, *we are what we repeatedly do*
for the past few years, i've been half-heartedly working on *the book* ~ i wish for it. hope. but put pen to paper? i thought it would just write itself, i suppose!
so these 40 days have been as much about writing for me, as its been about yoga. my practice is not really about asana - but disciplne instead. doing my work. walking my talk.
now wouldn't you know it, but for the past few weeks, i've had writing assignments lining up at my door. one right after the other. hardly time to catch my breath between. in fact, i've banged out more copy the past 21 days than i had produced in the entire preceding 6 months. is this the universe answering my prayer . . or me simply doing my work?
- you want to be strong? then stop looking for the escape route, and build your strength.
- you want to be brave? then quit avoiding what's scary, and do courageous acts.
- you want to find true love? then take the risk, but only with those that are worthy and true.
- you want the job of your dreams? then you better be willing to apply for many.
- you want a better relationship with your kids/spouse/friend/lover? then put your money where your mouth is, and invest your self in them
- and you want to write a book? then how 'bout you begin with a page, then a chapter!
my mom came to my house tonight. she said she had a surprise. to my absolute delight, she had brought me something that was actually mine from 30 years ago. seems just this week, she'd stumbled across it. the timing and relevance almost takes my breath.
perhaps this be my gentle reminder to quit my wishing and let my fingers do the talking, instead.
what do YOU wish for?
Posted by peg mulqueen at 3/29/2009 1:24 PM 
Categories: 40 days of yoga, discovery
Tags: we are what we repeatedly do
Categories: 40 days of yoga, discovery
Tags: we are what we repeatedly do
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