The Feast of Each Moment
“Truly, we live with mysteries too marvelous to be understood.”
Dear friends,
When I first started to practice yoga, I thought that there was something magical that happened each time I took a class. I felt different. I felt more connected. I started to call my yoga mat my 'magic carpet'. I hadn’t done anything special – I wasn’t doing handstands or levitating - I was just going to yoga class.
It was a hard feeling for me to describe, so I kept going back to the mat to experience it again.
And again.
And again.
And even though it has been more than 20 years since my first yoga class I still can’t define that feeling. But now I realize that I don’t have to. This sacred mystery doesn’t need to be solved, it doesn’t need to be understood, it just needs to be experienced.
So that’s what I do.
And I invite you to do the same.
I call it the feast of each moment.
We step onto our mats or sit in our chairs and become mindful of our present moment bounty. We are aware of each breath, each movement, each opportunity for wonder and awe. Every time that we return to our practice, we develop this habit. We savor each moment. We feast on the splendor of this time, this place, this sensation.
We don’t need to analyze it, we just need to experience it.
That’s all.
Let us celebrate the feast of each moment together.
With love & mystery,
Nina G
PS - Happy Thanksgiving to all of you!