Untangling a knot that is my life the knot becomes my teacher. Gathering the threads into one, unraveling the closed up space a glimmer of light surfaces between strands. The needle that is sharp at dawn might be broken by dusk. The thread that is straight today doesn’t know it’ll be knotted tomorrow. The knot that is tangled today could be woven into gold ten years from now. That is why I thread the needle, honoring the odds, steadying my arms, softening my breath, working the knot. TRUSTING.
Here there is nothing to fight except willfulness.
Some lean too far into the past.
Others stretch way into the future.
The true warrior stays in the moment,
Burning deeper into whatever comes,
Or sometimes with even more difficulty, what doesn’t.
Perhaps the great secret of yoga and all spiritual sciences is allowing something to happen without “doing” it. It’s truly the balance of effort and surrender–duality. The great understanding and awareness of “allowing” things to happen. When we unite effort and surrender we “allow” the bliss body to shed all the layers that no longer serve us well and we come to know ourselves as we really are.
It all begins with a single step. It’s not that we get anywhere or accomplish anything in this process of effort and surrender but that we find ourselves back at the beginning each time we arrive onto the mat. We’re ALWAYS back at the beginning.
