Some Thoughts

I can't believe half a year has flown by... Where does the time go? From Yoga Teacher Training, to making time for friends, job, relationship and personal dramas, it does seem that it gets harder to stay on top of things. Suddenly it's time to head back home for Christmas and herald in the end of yet another year!


For my first post in six months, I thought I would share a quote from the poet and mystic Rumi. His profound words of love and spirituality I feel best express the conclusion I have reached for 2011. Within and without my practice on the mat, love is the true yoga.
 

' Lovers don't finally

meet somewhere.

They're in each other all along'

In many ways, 2011 has brought with it a few hard knocks emotionally speaking.  In this year I lost a few loves; a dear friend of mine passed away and a long relationship I had came to an end. All of a sudden I felt the weight of despair on my mind and heart. It was not an easy way out of the dark well of fear and grief. However, it was in the words shared by poets, teachers and through self- inquisition that I have slowly come to discover the nature of love that is yoga. I have since learned, love is infinite and it cannot be lost, only metamorphosed into something different but no less wonderful. It is easy to forget this, as I have on a few occasions, but when I read the poetry of Rumi, books, or do what I love, I am reminded of its omnipresence.

' It doesn't matter that you've broken your vow

a thousand times. Still come,

and yet again, come.'

A Christmas Thought

This morning I stumbled upon a journal I kept earlier this year. In my days of sadness, I started a journal documenting everything I was grateful for. When I felt a sense of profound loss, I willed myself to recognise the positive things I possessed and the blessings that filled my life with joy and love. I kept ticket stubs, cards and small trinkets that I picked up along the way that reminded me of wonderful times. Sadly in the whirlwind of all the exciting and crazy things that happened in the following months, that practice came to a grinding halt. Looking back at these entries however, I am suddenly overwhelmed with a profound sense of gratitude and love. Those entries were written at a time when love was lost but yet were filled with the deepest most compasssionate love. They were a manifestation of the most important type of meditation.

So in conclusion, as a lovely practice for christmas, OmLaLa would like to celebrate this season of love and giving with a gratitude practice. The practice is simple.

What you need:

• a pretty/ inspiring journal

What you do:

• Find a time in the day where you can be alone and undisturbed.
• Write down what you are happy/ grateful for.

Thanks for reading and I look forward to getting back in touch with you and my faithful blog.


XXX