Thursday. Today is one of those days held together by spit and duct tape. But only in moments when I regress to the puddle that is self-pity rather than the Truth of my experience in this moment. Reality RIGHT NOW exudes support, laughter, cheers, loving texts, thoughtfulness, exceptional work, vibrancy, integration and love. What a wonderful world where one moment I feel like I’m slowly slipping backwards and down and as soon as I feel myself beginning to slide I realize that I’ve stopped. The awareness meditation I’ve been practicing loosely for years is taking hold of my absent minded brain and I take a breath, remembering that where there is breath there is life.
This Thursday I am thankful for my coworkers. The brilliant people who bring me back to Kripalu year after year. The souls who align with purpose and integrity and work for a cause. The paperwork is soulwork, the mission driven atmosphere a sponge of safety from which I can risk my life. Risk really living.
I love it here.