WANDER – 1 : to move around or go to different places usually without having a particular purpose or direction ▪ 2 : to follow a path with many turns ▪ 3 : to go away from a path, course, etc.
I wandered far and wide. I let go of checklists and listened to my own inner rhythms. Whether I was still or in motion, sitting in my room or meditating on the passing scenery as I sat serenely on a bus, train or plane, I wandered and wondered.
Here’s a poem I wrote during Reverb10 and lived by as well as I could this past year:m
living in questions.
How can I unfold?
What if I don’t grasp?
What if it doesn’t matter what happens?
Who is my best self, after all?
What is my intention for this day?
No plans, no goals.
Can I stay open?
Can I let my heart keep shining?
How do I practice metta + mindfulness?
What is life but motion from moment to moment?
“We have to do our best and at the same time give up all hope of fruition.” -Pema Chödrön
Michelle is a Gemini-with-Libra-rising, yoga-teaching, expat-Austinite, English-and-Spanish-speaking, mother, daughter, sister, partner, friend and mindful, perfectly imperfect human being who strives to speak and act with an open heart every day.
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