It's hard. I am not always successful.
Yesterday, I went to do my yoga practice and realized, as I stepped on the mat, that I was just awash in anxiety. I said the Mantra for Purification about five times before I felt steady enough to begin. And then, as I began to move, my mind settled into acceptance that most of the things I am worried about are completely out of my control. They will resolve, or not, exactly according to some plan that I know nothing about. I just have to stay the course: walking my walk and breathing through the hard places.
Right about that time, I noticed something on the floor in front of me. It was a strand of my hair, curled in the shape of a heart.
Oh, Universe, you're GOOOODDD.
|It's kind of hard to see. You have to be looking for it. :)|
(Please keep my people and me in your thoughts. This world is not for sissies.)