Walk Slowly
It only takes a reminder to breathe,
a moment to be still, and just like that,
something in me settles, softens, makes
space for imperfection. The harsh voice
of judgment drops to a whisper and I
remember again that life isn’t a relay
race; that we will all cross the finish
line; that waking up to life is what we
were born for. As many times as I
forget, catch myself charging forward
without even knowing where I’m going,
that many times I can make the choice
to stop, to breathe, and be, and walk
slowly into the mystery.
~ Danna Faulds ~
Many have asked for the poem I read before, during, and after class the other day… it’s from Danna’s book Going in and in. here’s the link: http://amzn.to/1roPdlc
Namaste.
-j
John,
That is a lovely poem and so like your calm cool nature. I really enjoy your class and look forward to it each week.
Thanks for your kind words Marilyn, And thanks for being a part of our concord yoga community. peace, -j
Thanks, John. Lovely.