Last night my girls arrived home from a week with their dad. I was here and waiting, reliving the New Year’s night before that was filled with happiness and magnetism, snuffed out by January 1st reality.
Some things cannot be.
And some things you have to wait for.
And so this morning, just like yesterday, a new day rises and life goes on. The kids are back at school and I find myself again preparing for a session on my sweet, sweet Manduka. Music is qued and ready to go, but first I must write.
I made a friend recently who has a real job and kids and ex-wife and yet found time to write the most gorgeous novel that will be published (of this I am certain). His short stories have been sent out, and are being published, one this week coming.
His writing rocks my world.
And I wonder.
With a new day and kids and ex and a life, when will I find the time and/or courage to write my own novel. My own short stories.
They are in me and waiting.
I must find a way to unlock what’s blocking them. And set them free at last.
My New Year’s Resolution is to find patience. To slow down and live in the present. My dear friend, writer, and yoga teacher Christine (here) wrote a great post this morning about Atha, the first sutra of the yoga sutras. Her last lines are resonating with me this morning as I type this, whilst sitting atop my mat.
Starting is the hardest part but the exciting part too.
Now let us begin.
This beautiful image is from Design Love Company. A great blog!
And now… is the time to practice .