Ready to Receive
Published on June 11, 2009
There are moments I can feel the air resting on my exposed palms, or the sound of the class’s om vibrate through my fingers.
I receive the benefits and teachings of my practice. I receive the present moment. I receive my body, mind, and spirit in how it is showing up–right now in this space. I receive the teachings of Yogis that came before me, ancestors both known and unknown whose blood runs in my veins, the earth which cradles my life, and the Universe for its shower of blessings. I receive my tears and hardships, as well as my laughter and joy. I receive those that gather around me as well as the ones that have turned their backs and walked away. I receive the sound of dancing, babies being born, mangos growing on trees.
I receive love.
Sometimes that is the hardest thing to receive.
So before I extend my legs to stand tall, and stretch my arms–opening my heart to the world, I must open my hands to receive.