There's Magic In Every Day

This is a dangerous two words to pair up, I realize this. Recently, there has been so much talk of this popular four letter word that is omnipresent as well as very misunderstood. I am not in anyway suggesting that I know what it is that I speak of with any authority or resolve, I just have some random thoughts about it. When we are paired up with another kindred spirit and our hearts are open and sharing in an intimate setting, it is called "making love".  However, when we covet something or some person from afar or even near, it is called being "in love". But of course when our emotions change, we are said to be "out of love". These transitions and definitions can be very confusing.

    On another plane, the word love is used very casually and sometimes not so respectfully. These times are so obvious to most people, yet we let them slide over and over again. I believe that the deepest expression of love does not have to be spoken outwardly, although…

I see things that motivate me all of the time. The main reason for this is probably that I am always looking for them as well. So just read this story below that was actually sent to me a few moments ago and see how you feel after reading it. I am taking stock of many things today inside of myself.

A True Story
By Price Prichett

I’m sitting in a quiet room in a hotel, a peaceful little place hidden back among the pine trees about an hour out of Toronto. It’s just past noon, late July, and I’m listening to the desperate sounds of a life-or-death struggle going on a few feet away.

There’s a small fly burning out the last of its short life’s energies in a futile attempt to fly through the glass of the windowpane. The whining wings tell the poignant story of the fly’s strategy—try harder. But it’s not working.

The frenzied effort offers no hope for survival. Ironically, the struggle is part of the trap. It is impossible for the fly to try hard enough to succeed at breaking through th…

I wanted to wait until the next day to write this posting. I finished my thirty consecutive days in a row of Bikram / Vinyasa flow experience. There are so many things that came up for me during this time. The lessons, conversations, and most of all accountability were just off the charts. I watched as some were there with me each day and some were not. I spoke with my fellow yogis and they echoed some of my same feelings about the challenge. I even experienced days when I thought that I had made zero progress. I had to quiet all of those toxic and debilitating thoughts and just be one with myself.

     I noticed that during the 30 days, people started calling me by my first name that I had never been introduced to with a smile. I also noticed that it was always the collective energy of the room and the practice that kept me coming back every day. There is an energy inside of a yoga class that is foreign at best to the common person. It also mirrors life in another way because eve…