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 Margaret Fajkus is an open book with an open heart. A writer, poet, artist, dreamer, partner, mother, daughter, mentor, and above all a human and a friend. She has been an elephant journal columnist since 2010. Hailing from Austin, Texas, she now lives in Guatemala.
Michelle is the author of a memoir, Yoga Schmoga, as well as a chakra guide, Flow and Flower and, most recently, Be Free, a collection of heart opening daily life practices. She is the founder of Yoga Freedom and co-creator of EnlightenEd, as well as retreat manager for Villa Sumaya at Lake Atitlán.