We had some friends over for dinner a few nights ago, and the conversation meandered to a discussion of if, as conventional wisdom holds, "things...Read More
Come, Yet Again, Come
It can be very powerful to recognize the significant difference between “starting over” and “starting fresh.“
While browsing through some old yoga notes this weekend, I found this poem my favorite instructor read to us a few years ago. It’s by Rumi, a 13th century Persian Muslim poet and Sufi mystic. (I know! So groovy!) And it’s an eloquent reminder that continuing to strive, to try, to recommit is the surest path to our most valued and valuable selves.
So whether you’re recovering from an injury, weathering a personal crisis, going back to yoga, eating paleo (again), re-committing to sleeping enough, renewing your love of playing the piano or reading or painting or judo or cooking or stamp collecting or journaling or remembering to floss your teeth… whatever it is that you want to be doing, need to be doing, miss doing… come.