Woke up yesterday morning with these thoughts in my head.
L.I.F.E. : Lessons Integrated For Evolution
Sometimes folks ask me what kind of yoga I practice. Often I’m not sure just how to respond.
Sometimes my wife looks at me doing something, and asks me if I’m working. Often I’m not sure myself.
Sometimes I’m teaching a class and I think, so “I’m supposed to call THIS work?”
Sometimes I’m between two people who love each other, trying to smooth out an argument and I think “well, THIS is really work!”
And Sometimes I get confusing thoughts in my head and I think, “Man I’m a piece of work”.
I Sometimes accomplish a new posture and I feel happy for a good while.
I Sometimes remember my breath when I’m in a crowded tram, and I feel happy for the whole ride.
I Sometimes walk and only feel my feet.
I Sometimes walk and only see pain.
I Sometimes remember compassion and I’m whole again.
Lessons Integrated For Evolution
Life is my style of yoga.