soft sound of the falling rain, i look through each rain stream, its like i am looking through a veil…i reflect on my day.
seeing a bird trapped in the room, how slowly should i move so as not to scare the bird, and yet get to the windows, so there is a way out…we manage, the bird flys off…
the sliding doors, i see a butterfly, struggling to get out, the glass is in the way…okay take a deep breath, and be very still, reach the hand towards the butterfly and somehow slowly invite it to trust you and come on your hand…many flutters later it lands on my finger…i am mesmerised, the wings are closed and its has the same markings of a "snake' look on its wing tips, as the picture i saw a few weeks back. i take my hand out the door, and wait, some beautiful moments before i shake my hand slightly indicating to the butterfly that its free...
later at yoga i feel something under my feet, its a little sparkle that has found me, i place it on my third eye...
the moments unfold, i read a chapter from the book "women who run with the wolves", i smile at the message, writers are so beautiful in their articulation, its inspiring....
the day passes, a drive to Nouveau Arenal to pick up Cade and meeting and chatting with different people who have dropped by at the ranch...not to forget a nice shoulder rub, i must have pulled a muscle, thanks to Zee and then later Jeremy for easing it away...remind myself that when i am teaching, not to jump in the middle of a shape, i too am human, and susceptible to injury...
the rain continues to fall...i hear music, time to meditate, relax before the 4 pm yoga....
a place to park thoughts and ideas....... the people and places.......encountered in the journey of life.
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