I am not into rules.
I think boxes are best used as doormats, flattened, unable to contain anything but used as a way to get from here to there. I don’t like labels. I am not much on definitions, though there are certain requirements to enhance communication, to increase understanding.
I am all about understanding: I am me because I am not you, and you are who you are simply because, you are.
Sometimes I am drawn to the obvious yet how often in relationships, whether a spouse or partner or friend or boss, are we stuck trying to fit this other person into our box? How often do we label an action that had an impact on us as good or bad, right or wrong? How many times do we go inside that haven in the heart where we feel no one can understand?
How much do you shudder and shift when it’s time to make a change?
I know I do. Certain changes are easy, adding something to my schedule, going a different route to get to my destination…but those parts of me that I want to box up and ship off, how hard is it to take the box and make it into a kite so the part of me I cannot tolerate can find a way to pull the string and weave with the wind?
I struggle. I know I am not alone. I push against what I know knowing what I resist, persists. I hug my thwarted need closer to my chest even though I believe where attention goes, energy flows.
This is not a question of character or inner strength, will or belief. Read these three rules:
If what I want is a job I know what to do. If what I want is to shed a habit or change an attitude, I also know what to do yet the process wreaks havoc in my heart. But if I don’t try, I stay stuck.
If it is a question about asking someone else for something I may have the courage to ask but if I have to ask myself for something I don’t know I have, how will I get it if I don’t at least begin with my unknowing?
And of course if I don’t step forward I won’t go anywhere. But I know the box I have made is a doormat. What if it can contain what I know and deepen understanding?
I believe in creating opportunity. No one is going to walk up to my house, knock on my door and ask me to write a book then offer to publish it. Well, given my place in the world, I bet no one will do that.
Change can be easy. It is the catalyst for most truths because it is the only sure deal.
Yet sometimes I have to want what I want with such passion that the fire itself burns past knowing, until the goal rises above the flames and fear becomes a dragon I ride rather than a wolf I slay.
I am a full time yoga teacher, trained at City Fitness in Washington, DC and Willow Street Yoga Center in Silver Spring, Maryland. I have been writing poetry since I was nine years old. Poetry is my first love and yoga continues to feed my heart. I write because I love it. I teach because I love it. I tell my students all the time: do it because you can. That works for me. I believe in creating opportunity. I believe in helping my self and others. I think faith is the most important gift of life, because when we lose everything else we still have that in our heart. I believe the natural state of being is happiness, or bliss, or Ananda. Life is a celebration. Poetry and yoga help me celebrate. Check out my website and blog here.
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Ed: Kate B.
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